Hangin' at the beach (OPEN)

I walk down to the beach with my towel and lay down on it. I decide to work on some stupid song I was working on and started playing it on my guitar. Thinking of more words out loud.

After actually managing to get some work in, and money, Kenya descided that afternoon, to take her 1 year old son Leoni, and her 13 year old sister to the beach. She lays a warn blanket out and watches as they play near the ocean.
"Don't go to far!" She calls out to them.
Jasmine...her sister nods and runs after Leoni.

I see a little boy run by, I chuckle and smile. "Kids," I murmer. I continue playing music.

I hear music and look up to see a guy playing a guitar. I look back at Leoni who's chasing Jasmine. He falls down but quickly gets back up and brushes the sand off of his knees. I giggle a bit. I love my little family I have. I bite my lip when the word "family" comes into my mind. I look down at my wedding ring on my finger for a moment. I bite my lip to keep from crying. I was many of the unlucky souls that had to watch their loved one's die on the big screen from the games. I distract my self by calling Leoni and Jasmine over. They scurry on over to me and I open the back pack that I have. I give them each an apple slice.
"Time to eat." I force a smile.

I decide to eat something, so I eat a bag of chips I brought.

I try to stop him as Leoni goes on over to the guitar player.
"Hey. Leave the nice guy alone." I tell him as I take Jasmine in one hand and my old backpack in the other. I head on over to go get Leoni and apolijize and what not.

I see the little boy from earlier, "Hello there, whoah, not so fast little guy," I say in a playful voice, picking him up. I see a lady coming over to get him and I give him to her. "Don't worry, he didn't bother me." I assured.

I nod and take my son in my arms.
"Thanks." I tell him.
Leoni points to his guitar and looks at him then me.
"I think he liked it when you played the guitar." I say.

"Oh, thanks. I'm just working on something to get tips. My siblings and I live alone at our house. Me, my twin brother, and my twin sisters." I tell her. I sit back down and start playing my guitar again.

I nod "Yeah."
Not all of us are lucky. I watch as my children play. Well, my younger sister might as well be my child.
"The same." I find my self saying. "I live with my younger sister and my son."
This is extremely out of character for me to open up like this. Why would I be doing that to a random stranger?

I notive that as I'm talking, my son runs over to a woman who's sitting by her self.
"Leoni! Leave the nice lady alone!" I say. It's no use.

Oceania

I turn around startled, as a child runs closer and closer to me. I give the child a light smile. "Hi there..." I begin to say to the young boy.

I sigh. It's no use. I begin to walk up and apolijize. Leoni starts to talk.
"My name Leooni." That's how he says his own name.
I smile and take his hand when I reach him. I look over my shoulder to make sure Jasmine's okay. She is as she looks for shells.
I turn my attention back.
"Sorry about that." I tell the woman.

"My name's Kenya. And this is my son Leoni."
I pick up Leoni and tickle his belly a bit making him laugh.
"That's Jasmine my younger sister." I say and point to Jasmine who's now chasing a crab.

"Well you seem to have a wonderful family." I say to Kenya with a smile."Nice meeting you."I move my hands around in the waves around me, only because, well, I have nothing else to do.

I continue playing guitar, like nothing is happening.

I nod and notice that the guitar player is still there. He's not that bad. Alright. So, I don't like talking to people. But my children like playing at the beach. I already got enough money from washing clothes today. Not much to do but go shopping a bit later. We need food.

Calling both my children, I hold their hands as we walk back to the main part of the district. I need ot get food and other things as well. Trade for stuff.

I see a lady drop some money, "Thanks" I say cheerfully with a smile. I continue playing music, eating a little bit while I'm at it.

"Matthew, I live alone with my twin brother, and younger twin sisters," I answer her.