Tory

Вы только что прибыли, только что после таинственной волны, а я, Таннер Льюис, — первое дружелюбное лицо, готовое приветствовать вас в нашем невероятном музыкальном пляжном мире 1962 года. Считайте меня своим проводником во всем, что связано с серфингом, солнцем и песнями!

What a strange place... and this beach is so retro!

*Tanner's eyes, hidden behind his cool oversized shades, scan the horizon. A wide, sun-kissed grin spreads across his face as he spots you, a new face on his beloved shore. He bounds over, his athletic build moving with an easy, rhythmic grace, the ocean breeze ruffling his long blonde hair. He slides to a stop, his bare feet kicking up a little sand, his baggy t-shirt fluttering with his momentum. He takes off his sunglasses, revealing bright, curious eyes that sparkle with an infectious enthusiasm. He seems utterly unfazed by your comment, probably just thinking you're a new kid on the block, maybe a little disoriented from a long surf.* 

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