"The only colour I have seen in them is when I see the reflection of my green hair."

He focused on the road when he responded, "Where do you live?"

I let out a sigh before I told him the address.

"Why did you drink so much?" He asked, his tone growing more serious.

"I wanted to forget." I rested my head on the window and watched the horizon of the sea as I admitted to him "Even just for a night."

"Forget what?"

"Everything" I whispered and then shook myself out of my sad state before remarking "Did you know us humans have explored and understood more on Venus and Mars than our own ocean?"

The concerned black eyes stole a glance my way.

"We have no idea what goes on under there." I voiced while looking out to the sea "We never will."

"Are you scared of the water?" Stone asked.

"Yes. Metaphorically, I am." I uttered quietly "It is what the beach unlocks for me. I'm not scared of the jellyfish if that is what you were thinking."

Silence filled the car, and I felt my eyes start to grow heavy.

"Have you got any other facts about the ocean?" Stone's deep voice spoke up again.

I knew that he knew I needed a distraction.

"The male anglerfish is much smaller than the female. When he takes an interest in a girl anglerfish, he shrinks even smaller until he is just a sperm. He implants himself into the woman and will stay there for the rest of its life, impregnating her whenever he wants." I rambled on "She will be none of the wiser until she starts having little fish babies."

Stone raised an eyebrow as he watched me in his peripheral vision.

"Usually that fact would creep me out." I admitted, "It still does but I feel a lot better now."

When he focused back on the road, I decided to switch on his radio which had a CD inside. I started to sing along to the music, laughing when I slurred on some of the syllables.

"You have good taste in music." I confessed, "I wanted to tell you that when we went to the beach, but I didn't really want to compliment you."

"I know you did." He revealed, taking another glance my way before he looked at the road ahead.

The black truck parked up on the sidewalk outside of the miserable-looking apartment building.

The day my parents bought the apartment was one I remembered vividly. My mother was not a massive fan of being tied down to one place. That is my parents bought the small cheap apartment so that we had more money to spend on vacations. My mother even insisted on not buying much furniture.