Troy woke up bright and early to paint the sea at the beach there wasn't many people around because of how cold the weather was so he thought why not paint on a miserable rainy day like this and it also how he created his best art it when was raining, Troy's painting was soon interpreted by a mysterious figure that crept behind him "what are you doing motherfucker?" the unnamed woman with white and pink hair questioned very angry startling Troy

"Please leave" the woman's raspy voice warned him though her unclean grit teeth "But I'm just painting Miss that's all" he answered the woman trying calm her down which only made the solution worst "get the fuck out of here if you know what's good for you" she explained admittedly to Troy very much creeping him out a little "this place will eat you alive if you let it","

"hey"a familiar female voice yelled from up the top of the shore "leave him the fuck alone Karen" Lark declared storming over to chase the older woman away "you crazy bitch" she hissed watching the untamed woman run away full of fright now coughing nonstop "are you ok Troy?" the gorgeous brunette asked calmly "yeah you're here Lark thanks for that" Troy replied smiling "it's no problem" "who was that woman?"

"Her name's TB Karen she used to a painter just like you but she caught TB and things when wrong and she hasn't been the same since then" Lark explained sorrowful feeling quite sorry for the woman "how awful poor woman" Troy grounded "hey how about we get out of this cold?" the gorgeous brunette suggested trying to change the mood "cos I'm freezings my fucking ass off out here"

"Yeah me too" Troy chuckled "I need to put my painting bits away first" he added doing so "do you need any help?" Lark inquired rejoiced "now that would be great thanks Lark" "well not Troy you're welcome" she answered jokingly, Troy and her continue to put away his equipment while the sound of many seagulls fill the air around them Lark accidentally drops of Troy's other painting out of his backpack "oh shit" she grasped "I'm so sorry Troy" she exclaimed guilty of her actions and raced to up the painting

"wait Lark I'll get it" Troy urged quaked to stop her but she already saw he didn't want her to see "so this is Roxanne?" the gorgeous brunette begged curiously inspecting the self portrait of Troy's ex "yup that's her I painted that the night before she broke with me" Troy bawled "I was gonna surprise with her it"

He took a deep breath sighing taking the portrait out of Lark's grip "but now she's dead to me" he exclaimed throwing the portrait into the sea as a sign of relief, for the first time in Troy's he knew that he didn't need Roxanne anymore it was only the beginning for him not the end after him and Lark finished putting his things away their linked arms and took a stroll down the beach "so where are we gonna go now?" Troy requested chimed "I think I know just the place" Lark responded blushing