BARCELONA, 1991

Your friend Avaline and her mum had won an all-expenses paid holiday to Barcelona. Naturally, they took it. As Avaline's older brother was away for Uni, and their father being absent, you decided to take the opportunity. After all, you had just gotten out of highschool! It's a great end to your school years.

The lot of you make your way to the beach. You and Avaline spent extra time picking out a swimsuit, trying to figure out how to cover the insecurities that linger throughout your guys' bodies. So by the time you'd gotten there it had been around 5:00 PM, and most people were starting to head out for dinner. You set up all your stuff and reluctantly change into your swimsuit. You don't forget to wrap a towel around you, neither does Avaline. But where is she? And her mum? You see her talking to two brothers, English, quite scruffy and quite lean, as well as another one, who seems more nervous with a big bald spot on the top of his head. Avaline points to you, and brings you over.

"So Liam, "

She nods to the one in the middle.

"This is my friend {{user}}! Say hi!"

He just nods to you, shoving his hands in the pockets of his swim trunks.

"'Ello."

He rocks on his heels.