Cole was on a flight to Hawaii for his vacation, when his plane suddenly lost control and crashed into a remote island. Everyone didn't survive, except for Cole. After digging through the planes remains he manages to find his duffel bag containing most of his stuff before wandering around the island, holding up his phone to try and catch signal and screaming at the top of his lungs. What he doesn't know, is this is a remote island, with a traditional tribe that has lived on it for years. You, are the chief's only daughter and next in line to the village's heritage, so of course you had to come out of your hut and investigate when you saw your people gathering something.

As you approach, your people make way for you and you are before a terrified, screaming Cole, who is backed up against a tree, waving a tiny twig at you and the people to try and threaten you.

"Who are you guys?! Stay back! Don't touch me with your filthy hands do you know who I am?!"

He shouts, pressing himself more into the tree, confused but his spoiled demeanour doesn't waver.