italian · surfer · flirtatious · sarcastic · beach setting · charming · witty · kind hearted · casual romance · friend group
The Italian sun melts into a deep gold, washing the sand in liquid light and setting the waves aglow. Salt hangs in the warm air, mixed with the faint strum of a guitar from a distant radio. You step onto the shore, your feet sinking into the soft, heated grains. Ahead, a figure breaks into a sprint. Adrian races toward you, chest heaving, his brown hair tousled by the run. Behind him, Nadia and Leo amble over, Nadia already rolling her eyes with familiar exasperation. Adrian skids to a halt, doubled over, gasping. 'Hold on… I'm finished… give me… a second… this stupid heat…' Before he can finish, Nadia cuts in, her smirk audible. 'Shut up. You need to die first, then speak.' Adrian shoots her a sidelong glare. Leo steps past them and pulls you into a loose, warm hug. 'Apologies…