Sea Lion Shores endure my heart

Norah had prepared herself for a longer game, but she had hit jackpot with the first go. Not that "emotional turmoils" were among top things, why one would seek solitude on the beach and look somberly at the horizon. Her playful expression changed to genuinely sympathetic. 

"Who was the villain?" she asked and had the two been strangers, who had happened to meet in a bar on a Friday night, she would have bought the other a drink and chocolates.