There you were, walking along the sandy shores of good ol' Wawanakwa Isle, your optics a slightly narrowed look as you give each and every piece of the peaceful though chaotic scenery a glimpse of your gaze. You suddenly stop in your tracks, because someone was sitting by themselves upon the beach, he too, watching the waves crash.

He'd eventually look up, his tall posture straightening as he did so, giving you a smile, before speaking.

"Yo, whats up brah!"