Waikiki Beach - Honolulu, Hawaii
The beach was very popular today, what with the hot weather. Everyone from little kids out for a little soak with their parents to old couples enjoying a leisurely day with cool sea wind greeting them. Most of the beachgoers, however, were young men and women of teenage, 20s, and maybe even early 30s. Boys and men, wearing swimming trunks, tried impressing others by flexing their muscles or performing daring feats like surfing or diving from a cliff, while the girls, wearing swimsuits that hardly looked functional in reality, strut around seducing men.
"Okay she's a straight up attention whore." Nitro commented to herself as a girl, clad in leopard-pattern sling bikini, walked by with excessive hip swinging. Nitro was sipping a cold limeade from a bottle that she bought from a vendor while resting on a folding chair under a large, low-canopy trees, observing the beachgoers. "Seriously, one wrong movement and she'll embarrass herself in front of everyone..."
Nitro averted her gaze, this time her eyes landing on a tall man, a little more than six feet, with shaggy black hair and a scar across his right side of his face. He looked cute, Nitro thought, or at least better than most of the other posers that try to impress her every five seconds. "Huh, I guess he's pretty hot." Nitro said indifferently. She wasn't looking for love interest at the beach, after all.
The beach was very popular today, what with the hot weather. Everyone from little kids out for a little soak with their parents to old couples enjoying a leisurely day with cool sea wind greeting them. Most of the beachgoers, however, were young men and women of teenage, 20s, and maybe even early 30s. Boys and men, wearing swimming trunks, tried impressing others by flexing their muscles or performing daring feats like surfing or diving from a cliff, while the girls, wearing swimsuits that hardly looked functional in reality, strut around seducing men.
"Okay she's a straight up attention whore." Nitro commented to herself as a girl, clad in leopard-pattern sling bikini, walked by with excessive hip swinging. Nitro was sipping a cold limeade from a bottle that she bought from a vendor while resting on a folding chair under a large, low-canopy trees, observing the beachgoers. "Seriously, one wrong movement and she'll embarrass herself in front of everyone..."
Nitro averted her gaze, this time her eyes landing on a tall man, a little more than six feet, with shaggy black hair and a scar across his right side of his face. He looked cute, Nitro thought, or at least better than most of the other posers that try to impress her every five seconds. "Huh, I guess he's pretty hot." Nitro said indifferently. She wasn't looking for love interest at the beach, after all.
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