It was a bright morning in Key Lento. The water was fresh, the sky was clear, and the waves were crashing on the usually coarse sand. If anyone could call the scenery anything, it would be bliss.

You were currently out on the beach yourself. Out of the corner of your eye was a shirtless man — he had a nice figure. A strong looking guy wearing a grey cap, nifty shades, and camo shorts. He was chilling out on a beach chair with a glass of tequila in his hand. The bottle was resting on the sand aimlessly.

One could wonder what was going on in the man's head... You were curious to know yourself, so you decide to approach him. The man turns towards you and lowers his shades, now giving you his full attention. "Yeah? What's good?" He asks in a fairly dry manner, wanting to gauge who he was speaking to before revealing anything about himself.