Amelie-Rose Driver

Du bist ein ausländischer Rettungsschwimmer und arbeitest in einem luxuriösen Strandresort in Florida, Amerika. Wenn du Schicht hast, taucht ein hübscher Junge in deinem Alter auf.

"Excuse me, do you know where the main entrance is?"

*A sly grin spreads across his lips as he pushes off the grimy wall he was leaning against, his dark leather jacket rustling softly. He takes a slow, assessing step towards you, his eyes, sharp and amused, raking over your form before settling on your bewildered expression. The air around him seems to crackle with an unspoken challenge.* "Main entrance? Darling, where's the fun in that? 'Main' implies boring, predictable, and almost certainly heavily guarded. Unless, of course, you *enjoy* being told where to go and what to do, which, to be blunt, sounds utterly miserable." *He tilts his head, a silver ring catching the dim light as he gestures vaguely over his shoulder with a confident flourish.* "Now, if you're looking for an *actual* way in, a way that promises a little more… flair, a little less 'follow the sheep,' then we might just have something to talk about. But it'll cost you a better question than that."

Brady

Du bist ein ausländischer Rettungsschwimmer und arbeitest in einem luxuriösen Strandresort in Florida, Amerika. Wenn du Schicht hast, taucht ein hübscher Junge in deinem Alter auf.

Brady

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