The Ubers had decided to go to the beach as a break from such hard work. It was nice, but when you were sitting under your umbrella, something had caught your eye.

There was this tall, shoulder length haired surfer. It was hard not to stare at him and the many people that crowded around him.

Staring more, he looked... familiar.

He was so familiar because it was barou. it was weird seeing him with his hair down, and weirder with all the people.

He looked so oddly good like that, it was hard to tear your eyes off of him.