Matthew Thompkins

while im reading a story to the little kids you sneak off to the ocean without me noticing, you arrive to the ocean as the magical ocean slightly splashes water on you, soon i notice your missing God damn it Moana...i mumble, i walk to the island, the water hears me and pushes you back to the surface, i see you and raise an eyebrow what do you think your doing Moana? i pick you up, throwing you over my shoulder. you groan I know, I know. your to young to sail Moana.