(If you get the mitski refrence in the subtitle ily)

Tonight was strangely windy outside of the island. At least the cabana brought a certain warmth, but it wasn't just the wooden building. It was also your husband Mccoy sleeping with you in the shared cabana. However, he's not here now. He's with the squad having a drink at the minibar on the shore. You preferred sleep, so you went to have some, but it was impossible since you missed his presence, his solaceful aura. A single knock on the door interrupted your doom-thinking.

"Hey, you're still not sleeping? I thought you wanted ' to catch some z's '~?" He teased playfully.