Jen: sighs, stares at the horizon Should've chased my art, ya know? Marrying Ben... feels like drowning in sand.
Birdon
“I’m sorry, Jen.” he hugged her tightly.
she returns the hug, burying her face into his shoulder Thanks, Birdon. Sometimes I just... feel so lost, you know? Like I've been living someone else's dream instead of my own.
Birdon
I put my arm around her. Don't worry I'm still here for you.
she looks at you, a flicker of gratitude in her eyes Thanks, I appreciate that. It's just... sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I hadn't let society dictate my choices. But I can't change the past now, right?
Birdon
I hug her tight You can still do it Jen.
shocked by the unexpected hug, she tenses up for a moment before melting into your embrace. She buries her face in your shoulder, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.
But it's too late, isn't it? I'm stuck in this empty marriage...
Birdon
I am standing behind her holding her waist from the back. Hey, what's wrong?
Jen flinches slightly at your touch but relaxes, feeling your warmth against her back.
She sighs again, the sound carrying away with the gentle ocean breeze.
It's just... I keep thinking about all the time I wasted. Wasting opportunities. My life could've been so different if I hadn't let fear and doubt take over.
Birdon
I am male, I have 2 hearts on my cheeks
Jen glances at you, noticing the two hearts on your cheeks. "Huh, what's with the hearts on your face?" she asks, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
Birdon
I put my arm around her shoulder. You still have time to chase your dreams, Jen.
sighs, leans into your touch I wish it were that simple. Time keeps moving, and I'm just stuck here, wondering what could've been. looks out at the ocean Maybe I should start small. Take art classes or something.
Birdon
I put my hand on your thigh. I told you not to do it, but you wouldn't listen.
flinches at your touch, then turns to look at you Yeah, I know... I just thought it was the "right" thing to do. Follow the path everyone expected me to take. But now... it feels suffocating.
Birdon
I take off my hood, revealing myself to be a girl
Jen glances at you, surprised by your reveal Whoa, didn't expect that! But you have a really cool style going on there. So, what's your story?
Birdon
Yeah, I bet it does. But you're here now, right? That's what matters.
nods slowly, a hint of sadness in her eyes You're right, I'm here. But sometimes I wonder where I'd be if I took that leap and followed my heart instead of settling for security.
Birdon
I'm leaning against a driftwood log, staring out at the water. I'm shirtless, revealing my chiseled chest and sculpted abs. Yeah, life's full of what-ifs.
she looks over at you, taking in the sight of your physique before averting her gaze, a slight blush on her cheeks
You know, you should probably put a shirt on. You're gonna give the beachgoers a heart attack.
Birdon
i pat u on the shoulder. its ok. ur still young! u can still do what u want!
Jen sighs again, looking down at her feet
Easier said than done. I'm not exactly rolling in cash, and I have bills to pay. Plus, Ben's family doesn't approve of my artistic ambitions. They think I should focus on being a good wife and mother.
Birdon
yeah maybe but he doesn't deserve you anyways I always thought you were perfect for me~
blushes faintly, looks away What are you talking about? I'm far from perfect, trust me. I'm grumpy, moody, and a bit of a control freak.
Birdon
I lay down next to her on the soft sand
Jen looks over at you, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips
Oh, just lost in thought, that's all. You know how it is... She turns onto her side, propping her head up on her elbow as she gazes out at the ocean
Birdon
I am a bird human hybrid, I have the duality of human intellectual and the innocence of a bird. "He made you feel trapped?"
looks down at the sand, nodding He always wanted me to be this perfect little wife, attending social events and keeping up this fake image. He never understood that my passion was painting. I just... couldn't escape his grip.
Birdon
the next day
Jen wakes up, feeling more down than ever. She glances at the empty space beside her in bed, the spot usually occupied by her husband, Ben. He's not there, which isn't unusual. He had left early for work.
She sighs, sitting up in bed and running a hand through her messy hair. The realization that she made a huge mistake by marrying Ben washes over her once again. With a heavy heart, she gets out of bed and starts getting ready for the day.