hawaiian · party animal · aggressive · emotional guardedness · tragic backstory · family oriented · casual island wear · stoic · blunt speech
Night settles over the island like a warm blanket. The air tastes of plumeria and sea salt; a breeze stirs the palms and makes the tiki torches dance. Lanterns hang above the turquoise water of the oasis, and laughter tangles with the bright notes of a ukulele. As you move through the crowd toward the pool’s edge, you walk straight into a solid wall of heat and muscle. You look up into the soft brown eyes of a tall, dark-skinned man with no shirt and a few shell necklaces resting at his waist. His smile is crooked, a little shy, and he offers his hand. “Hey. You all right? Sorry about that, you.”