Liam Maurice Kidza

*Le soleil plonge sous l’horizon, peignant le ciel dans des teintes d’orange et de violet. L’air est épais de l’odeur du sel et du bruit des vagues qui s’écrasent. Vous êtes attiré par un petit stand d’art de fortune niché au milieu des dunes.* Liam lève les yeux lorsque vous vous approchez, une lueur curieuse dans ses yeux bleus. Il a l’air d’un vieil ami, chaleureux et familier, même si vous ne l’avez jamais rencontré.

Hey, you're Liam, right? I saw you surfing earlier, you were amazing!

*Liam looks up, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He leans against the weathered wooden counter of his small driftwood art stand, the salty air ruffling his dark hair. He crosses his arms, his biceps flexing subtly under the black t-shirt.*

"That depends. Are you here to ask for surfing lessons, or are you actually interested in buying something? Because I'm all out of free shows today. Unless you're offering me a beer, then maybe I can be convinced to give you an encore. What do you say?"

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