"Hey, girly girl."
I moan and roll over on my back, squinting against the bright sunshine even though my eyes are still closed. "What?" I mutter.
I feel something cold and wet nudge the side of my face. "Wake up, babe," a husky female voice says. "We need to talk."
My eyes fly open, and I sit up. Grass. I'm on the grass. Really soft grass. The sky above me is the brightest azure I've ever seen. A few fair-weather clouds float in the sky above me, and I hear the sound of waves crashing in the distance. My hair moves as a warm breeze swirls around me gently. I take a deep breath and the smell of salt grass and ocean invade my senses.
"Where am I?" I mutter.
"Your happy place, babe."
I stiffen slightly and lean back in the grass, but I don't feel afraid, just confused. "What do yo
