<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Eric Salvatore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476534#msg104765341), Lifeguard<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Aki<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Main area (Bedroom/kitchenette)<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday August 2nd, evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>dark blue cargo shorts, blue beach shoes (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg), undecided on the shirt.<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">It wasn’t his day off today. Tomorrow was. Tomorrow he would be able to roam the island with her. So he had rushed through a thorough clean up of his room, not that it needed it much. He tended to be a fairly clean guy, and he barely ever was in his room anyway. There was so much to do out there. He had showered and now was before the mirror over his drawers and trying to decide which shirt he put on. A black tank, a button up shirt, a tshirt, no shirt? He had no idea. The idea of seeing Aki again after so long, after sharing so much in emails was… unsettling.<br/><br/>Would she want a hug? Should he initiate it? Kisses on the cheeks perhaps? Ah… damnit. Too many choices. Same problem than with the shirt… and for the same reason too. What if he made the wrong choice and she didn’t like it? He had spent the day watching over the beach with his mind going back to her. In a perfect world, he’d walk up to her, kiss her, say the magic word, she’d say them back and there: happy ever after ending.<br/><br/>Only it wasn’t so simple. A part of him wasn’t really ready to give up on other women completely. Even though Aki had wormed her way into his feelings, and that he wanted to be with her, he was afraid that the island would put too much of a strain on them, too much frustration…. Ugh! “Why can’t it be simple? ‘I’m in love with you, Aki’ is very simple. The rest we’ll sort out together.” He told himself in the mirror. There was this big elephant in the room that he couldn’t ignore. What if she didn’t feel the same way? Would their friendship be over? He could get over it and stay civil, it might make the friendship awkward at first but…<br/><br/>“Think positive.” He berated himself under his breath. Indeed, what was there not to love? “Positive, not arrogant and vain, dumbass.” He continued under his breath. That’s when he noticed the shadow near his window. She was here. He shoved all the shirts into the same drawer, and closed it to go answer. No shirt was the default choice and shirtless guys weren’t exactly a rare occurrence on the island anyway.<br/><br/>“Good evening, Lady. Welcome in my humble abode.” He said with a big smile on his face. Though he felt like hitting his head on the door. That sounded so stupid. How could she make him lose it like that? Good god, she was gorgeous. He held out a hand toward her waist, trying to initiate a hug, but feeling super awkward about it.<br/></div>