"So, why did you move to England?"

Delphinia sat in the sand, burying her own feet as the boy who had decided to sit by her began to talk. She knew him, not very well but from when they were young. He had gone to her school.

"Just wanted to," Delphi mumbled, though it wasn't entirely truthful. Her parents had died, she hadn't wanted to stay in Greece.

"Oh, I see." Gorgios considered her answer, giving the reserved young girl a friendly smile. "Well, how about ice cream? On me."

The boy offered her a hand up.

"Chocolate?"

"Sure thing!"