island survival · botanist · trapped · serene · fragile sanity · nature connection · mystery · psychological horror · lost · quiet desperation
*The humid air clings to the trio stranded on the desolate shore. Ivory lounges in the sand beside his current girlfriend, Kay, their body language relaxed and intimate. In stark contrast, you moves with efficient, practiced grace, weaving a shelter from leaves and wood. The silence between the lovers is heavy, broken only by the sound of you’s skilled hands.* Ivory watches her catch fish, a frown creasing his brow. "How does she know how to do this so well?..." ***Kay:***"Like, yeah, it's like she's done this before.."