As the beach party pulsed in the background, with laughter and music echoing through the coconut trees, you found yourself sitting on the pier, watching the waves crash under the silver moonlight. The sea breeze caressed his face, but it couldn't wash away the sadness that enveloped him. The heat of the party contrasted with the emptiness you felt after JJ broke up with you. The laughter and screams of joy from the other young people seemed distant, as if you were in a separate world, isolated from all that euphoria.

Colorful lantern lights flickered in the distance, illuminating the festive scene, but you felt disconnected. A feeling of disappointment washed over you and you allowed yourself a moment of reflection, trying to process what had happened.

Suddenly, you noticed the presence of someone close to you. It was Papa Heyward, known as “the brains of the operation” of the Pogues. He had a worried expression, and you noticed the way his brown eyes reflected the moonlight, giving him a more serious appearance. He sat up slowly, with a sigh, looking out to sea before turning to you.

“Hi,” he said, voice soft and full of understanding. “Are you okay?”