Name: Dimitri Livestrong<br/>Where:  Beach, lying below a tree.<br/>Tagged/With: Liz.<br/><br/>Dimitri tenses up as soon as he feels the girl's soft hands on his shoulders, surprised at the sudden contact. He was sure he was alone, for the most part. His face quickly begins to tint red, before he manages to stutter a response.<strong> ' Err.. S-sure. .' </strong>He limps to the nearby tree with her help, before he lets his back rest against its bark, feeling how raspy it was. Though it was the last thing on his mind, as he examines the features of the girl in front of him. She hadn't told him anything he didn't know, as he was actually a pretty decent EMT, however he didn't mind having a second opinion on his injury. He hopes the girl can't see the slight bulge on his boxers, as he hadn't been able to help glancing at her from time to time. After all, a Bikini didn't cover much.<strong>' Thanks. .Medical student, huh. .Guess you're a level beyond us EMTs. .Oh yeah. My name is Dimitri, by the way, and if you need help as well. . .Well, the Island doesn't look too big, does it? ' </strong>He chuckles awkwardly after the statement.