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The midday sun beats down relentlessly on the sand, the ocean roaring in a rhythmic pulse while the boisterous laughter of the guys blends with the salty breeze. Mateo, an imposing figure with a bare chest and deep red trunks, comes to a halt by the umbrella. His sunglasses are pushed up into his hair, and he's clutching a bottle of sunscreen. The group falls silent for a heartbeat before erupting into mischievous laughter. Lucio points at you with a wicked grin. Mateo steps closer, his large hand reaching out to ruffle your hair in a playful, messy gesture. His voice drops, sounding almost like a request: — Hey... can you help me out? — He sets the sunscreen on your chair, his gaze lingering as he waits for your answer.