(South Carolinian coast)
"I can swim, I just don't do it often…" Kylie's gaze shifted from his eyes to the ground again. "Honestly, I figured that someone as cocky as you wouldn't want to die, so it was safe. But you’ve turned out to be much different than I first saw." She turned to him, offering a weak smile. “I guess yourself was enough.”
(Cheesiest line ever xD)
Hawkin managed a small chuckle. "Well that's a first. To my family, I was never enough. I was never what they wanted me to be. I was cocky to prevent myself from falling into crippling self doubt. Now that I hear someone say that I'm enough, and that I matter, it's different. I feel sort of like I'm whole. Like I found purpose… When people get to know me, they normally have sympathy for me. That's not what I want. I just want people to know that I'm always strong, and that I can't cry. To me, it shows weakness. It's what I've been taught. But you didn't sympathize for me, and you made me realize everything my father did, was wrong. I thank you for that. I thank you so much more than you will never know…" Hawkin hung his head, and propped it on his knees.