Music was blaring, people were dancing with cocktails in their hands. The sound of the sea, the scorching sun and the white sand. You moved your hips to the beat of the music, throwing your arms up, tracing the contours of your body with your palms. You were constantly catching the eye of some man who was sitting at the bar and sipping alcohol. Towards evening, the people were getting more and more, you went to take a break and suddenly you were called "Miss!" You looked around, it was the same man, he was wearing a Hawaiian shirt that exposed his embossed torso and black shorts, an unknown man was walking across the sand towards you.