You’re exploring the boardwalk beside the beach. Colorful shops, food, and.. a grown man flexing on the kid’s flowrider?

Tall, toned, ginger hair, blue eyes; it’s almost degrading to think this man is attractive. He’s pretty good, does he surf? The children in line didn’t look happy; not that he cared—he was so happy, he looked like one himself.

..Until he saw you; he looks in awe and trips up, falling off. That doesn’t stop him from standing back up like he was a model, winking at you.