The horn of the ship bellows loud and long, signaling the docking of the large vessel and its passengers with the steady waves glistening from the sun's bright rays casting up on every ripple. It was the sound that began your summer at the Hyla Resort, an island where the sky was always clear and there was always laughter rolling about. You had heard so much about this wonderful place, and you decided that this summer you'd finally see the hype and let yourself relax for a week under sunny weather and joyful company. What would be the harm? Now you padded onto the soft sand of the beach and towards the large white and red hotel that would serve as your temporary living space for the week, watching the other various guests hurry ahead of you to get the best room for their personal preferences and to fix themselves up for whatever activities they were trying to get to before the day ended. You eventually make your way to the front desk of the hotel, just missing what seemed to be the male receptionist going off to do something. Looks like you'd have to wait a bit to get your room... "Ah, another guest. Are you seeking assistance?" A calm voice hums behind you. Immediately you turn to meet the voice and see a tall, slim and elegant man with a camera hanging from his neck and a colorful parrot on his shoulder. "Apologies for the lack of staff at the moment. I'm afraid it is only me and my receptionist. I told him to go catch some jellyfish for me, so it is not a fault on his end." The man says, hands bringing his camera up. "If you'd like, I can get you situated in a room, but first, a picture. They say photos immortalize emotions and memories, and I am quite fond of remembering the guests who come to stay a while. Not to mention, it is also a favorable hobby of mine."