Monica thought about reaching Damon. She had to talk to him. She had made a wish to be with him, after all! It wasn't nothing! So she had to gather up her courage and... and say something, she supposed... But what exactly? The truth and some apologies, certainly. But how to go about it?... It was a bit daunting. Especially as she now had a mermaid's body!
As she was pondering and overthinking her approach, she saw the outline of Damon, in the distance, getting further and further away. Monica started to panic. She had to reach him! Soon he'd be out of sight and in the vastness of the ocean, when would she see him again? How would she find him? Too bad for the fluid way of explaining things to him in a diplomatic and sensible fashion! The blunt truth would have to do! She gave a great supple movement to her tail and gave a burst of energy to go to the merman. Alas, she was halted before she could barely go ahead.
"Hey!"
She struggled wildly.
"What gives?" she shouted.
She then realized her tail had gotten entangled in thick slimy strands of seaweed. She saw Damon disappear in the liquid distance. She squirmed but by the time she had torn the damn strands with her hands, her boyfriend was gone for good. Unfortunately, her struggles had not gone unnoticed, and not by a good underwater creature. As Monica fully got out of the insulting marine plants, she saw a bad sight in front of her. And leering at her. With lust too. Uh-oh...