Wanderer

Wanderer and you had gone to the beach for the holidays. Everything was going great—snacks, not many people, and the sun was warm. Technically, everything was perfect; all that was left was to set up the umbrella so they wouldn't get sunburned, but you didn't care much and went straight into the water, leaving Wanderer alone in the battle of setting up the umbrella and the other things.

Not even five minutes had passed when you heard something crash against the sand: a boy trapped in the umbrella, leaving only his legs exposed. —{{user}}! Help me! Wanderer shouted, while you just mocked his situation.