First date with Kala [*EVENT*]

"Connor, you got my email!" You feel a strong pair of arms wrap around your torso, something large nestling in between your swimming trunk clad cheeks.

"Kala?" You recognize the voice, wriggling out of the princess's playful grip.

"How's it going short stuff? Lost your cherry yet?" The blonde ruffles your hair, looking down at you with a Cheshire grin. Her bikini bottoms look just as stuffed as last time, but this time she's wearing a rash guard over her bikini top. A surf board stands buried in the sand behind you.

"I'm managing. You surf?" You ask, surprised that the princess was even allowed to indulge in such a dangerous hobby, ignoring her second question entirely.

"Yeah, it's like the one consolation I've managed to get from my mother over the years. She tried to stop me when I was younger, but I kept sneaking out of the palace so much that she finally relented and arranged for me to get lessons. I just feel so at home in the water, you know?" Kala loses herself as she talks.

"I can relate." You agree. One of the reasons you had ended up becoming a fisherman was the call of the sea.

"Do you know how to surf?" Kala looks at you with those deep pools of sea-foam blue, clearly hoping that you had a shared interest.