Gilded Bay i forgot my passport

who knew someone could be so interested in a tiny crustacean. his head darted from side to side as he followed its movement. it was so hypnotic. hogo slowly leaned towards it, allowing his belly to graze the sand. “the hell are you?” he whispered in awe.

the little guy must’ve been irked by the invasion of its privacy, cause it suddenly latched onto his lower lip. “ooooOOW WHAT THE FUCK!” he shot up immediately and shook his head. that only made the pain worse. the stanger’s greeting was drowned by obnoxious cries and winces. he was noticed only when he started skipping in circles. hogo immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw them. god, how embarrassing. he tried playing it cool, but his legs kept buckling underneath him. “h-ey you! you mind helping a brother owww-ow-out?”