Worst Beach Party Ever
Razors filled her lungs. No matter how she arched her neck, she couldn't get her nose or mouth above the waterline.
Why wasn't anybody noticing? She was waving. Jessica, that bitch, was right there, not even ten metres away.
She couldn't even tell what had her ankle. Some glittery thing. Plastic? Jellyfish? She couldn't tear it.
The waves smashed her about, making it impossible to get her bearings. She couldn't free herself. She was freaking out, struggling against it, but she couldn't escape. She was going to drown.
Her eyes were starting to really blur. Her fault, for sulking out here.
No, Jessica's fault. She didn't even want to come to her stupid party. Wouldn't have, if not for Xinh. Who even got so angry about a word? She didn't mean it that way, anyway.
What was even happening anymore? Was she blacking out? Oh no.
—Shit.
Whosoever possesses this raiment, if she be worthy, shall possess the power of Sakuna.