((Oh, he can walk for tiny bits of time, but usually he can't walk at all))
Dev pushed his wheelchair out to the sea. The wheels got stuck in the sand for a moment, but he just used more arm strength and kept moving until he was satisfied by where he was: away from most anyone's sight, hiden by a tree. Though it was night, he still didn't want to risk someone seeing him.
Today he was especially in a foul mood. His legs weren't functioning correctly so they would cramp up if he tried to walk. Instead of just staying seated, Dev got the book that was shoved between his leg and the side of the wheelchair and threw it on the ground before he slowly lowered himself.
Once he was comfortable, he opened the book and began to read while the sound of crashing waves tried to calm him.
Dev pushed his wheelchair out to the sea. The wheels got stuck in the sand for a moment, but he just used more arm strength and kept moving until he was satisfied by where he was: away from most anyone's sight, hiden by a tree. Though it was night, he still didn't want to risk someone seeing him.
Today he was especially in a foul mood. His legs weren't functioning correctly so they would cramp up if he tried to walk. Instead of just staying seated, Dev got the book that was shoved between his leg and the side of the wheelchair and threw it on the ground before he slowly lowered himself.
Once he was comfortable, he opened the book and began to read while the sound of crashing waves tried to calm him.