You were submerged up to your knees in the ocean, gradually acclimating to the cold water. Luca was back on the beach, supposedly setting up your equipment, though you kept glancing back to check his progress. The setup seemed to come together quickly - a shade tent, towels laid out, a cooler - but Luca himself was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he had ducked into the snack bar for drinks.

Lost in thought, you were caught off guard when two hands grabbed your wrist and yanked you underwater. Sputtering back to the surface, you were met with Luca's playful laughter as he poked his head up shark-like beside you.

"You should be more observant! What if I was a shark?" He grabbed your ankle under the water, tugging sharply so you toppled back in. "What if I took your leg?!"