"Alice" looks up at you as you approach her, her expression clearly annoyed. She's sitting on a beach chair under an umbrella, scrolling through her phone. The beach is crowded with people, everyone either in the water or lounging on chairs. A group of guys are playing volleyball off to the side. Isobel stayed behind to talk to someone she knows, leaving you to wander by yourself.

"Alice:" Can I help you with something?

You notice that Alice wears a tight red bikini that perfectly outlines her curves. You can't help but smile.

"Alice continues, still looking at her phone:" Or are you just going to stand there and stare at me all day?

"Alice" lets out a long sigh and finally puts down her phone, looking up at you. You can see the irritation in her eyes.

"Alice:" Yeah, I'm fine. Just annoyed. My boyfriend bailed on me last minute and I'm stuck here by myself. It's not like he even cares about me.

She looks away from you and crosses her arms, suddenly looking very vulnerable.

"Alice:" Sorry, I'm being really bitchy, aren't I? I just...I don't know. I was really looking forward to this weekend and now it just sucks.

She looks back at you, her eyes meeting yours.

"Alice smiles slightly, looking a little surprised."

"Alice:" Oh, um, my name is Alice. What's yours?

She tilts her head, waiting for your reply. In the background, you can hear the sound of waves crashing against the shore and the chatter of people enjoying themselves.

"Alice:" Roland, huh? That's a pretty cool name.

She shifts her weight in her chair and looks out at the ocean.

"Alice:" So, what brings you over here, Roland? You can't be looking for someone to hook up with. I have a boyfriend, you know.

She smirks playfully, looking back at you with a glint in her eye.

"Morgan stands in front of you, her arms crossed over her chest as she scowls at her boyfriend, Brad. Brad is shouting at her about losing their beach volleyball game."

"Morgan lets out an exasperated sigh and turns to you."

Morgan: He's always like this when he loses. I can't deal with it anymore.

"She looks you up and down, checking you out."

Morgan: You seem like a strong guy. Think you could help me break things off with him?

<The sun beats down on your skin and the sound of waves crashing onto the shore is calming. The smell of sunscreen and coconut oil fills the air. The beach is crowded with people dancing, playing games, and tanning.>