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[sub]location: [color=882502]boat > island party[/color]
interacting with: [color=882502]noticing max’s daring escape from the boat ([@HylianRose]); noticing bal’s lunch being exposed then approaching him at the bar ([@FaithsRose])[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

The closer the boat drew to the island, the more the gentle sway of the vessel soothed Dominic Getty’s growing nerves. He wasn’t much of a nervous person by nature but he had never done something quite like this before. He had never signed up for a show about finding love in a short amount of time that’ll air all over and actually got accepted to be in it. He had never imagined himself doing something like this before, would of said he wouldn’t ever do it if asked a few years back, yet here he was now. Not that he was too bothered by it. It would be an experience, and while he wouldn’t quite call himself an adventurous person, he didn’t mind branching out every once in awhile. Even, a free trip to the [i]beach[/i]? Yeah, sign him up. While he could easily afford it himself, getting it for free somehow just made it better. He couldn’t really say why - he just felt more excitement for it than he would have if he paid for it himself. Perhaps being on the show helped with that excitement too, though the thought of having a camera on him nearly 24/7 was a bit strange.

That was also where some of his nerves were coming from, besides just really not knowing what to expect. [i][color=882502]I swear, if I’m the oldest…[/color][/i] he thought, leaning on the railing in front of him, and looking over the edge into the water splashing up against the side of the boat. He had been on a good amount of boats before in his life, having gone on plenty of vacations as a kid with his parents, so the motion didn’t bother him at all. Though, it did bother one other contestant, who upchucked over the side of the boat several feet from him but still close enough for him to witness every little detail. Every little disgusting detail. Dominic didn’t have a weak stomach, he had a pretty strong one, but even that made him cringe a little. Not that he was harshly judging the guy, he had seen others suffering from seasickness and didn’t understand since he had never experienced it himself before. He had never dealt with someone experiencing it, either, so he’d be pretty damn useless to the guy so he opted to stay in his little corner and watch the water.

It didn’t take long to reach the island, or it might have felt that way because Dominic let himself space out on the ride over. He couldn’t really imagine what to expect for this. He came here to find love, didn’t he? He wasn’t so sure if he’d be able to find it, though. He wanted to take this seriously, and he was going to try too, but at the same time… these shows on TV were always so drama-centered, so… fake-feeling. He wasn’t going to be negative about it, but he didn’t see that much coming out of this. The boat docked, and he turned to watch others starting to pile off, could vaguely hear the heavy thud of pounding music coming from some part of the island. Well, they were immediately starting the party, it seemed. What better way to start off the show, Dominic guessed, than with them having a good time and mingling already? He stepped off the boat, not too overwhelmed by some of the staff that came up to him to ask what he needed. He had grown up with a help staff in his home, so telling them he didn’t need anything didn’t feel that new to him. He continued onto the beach, kicking up a little of the sand with the toe of his boot, when he heard a shout behind him. He was surprised to see a young woman jumping off the boat to get onto the dock, making him take pause in following the trail that led to the loud music and he was sure plenty of people, maybe even alcohol which didn’t sound half bad. He made a move to go over, but she seemed to be quite energetic, since she apologized to one of the staff and darted off to go to the party herself. First a throwing up cowboy then an overly hyped Asian woman. This group was beginning to be quite interesting.

He finished making his way to the part of the beach with the party, all the while breathing in the fresh air. He wished the music wasn’t so loud, since it was drowning out all the natural sounds. He’d have to get alone soon to sneak off and actually get the true experience the island surely had to offer. He had always been an outdoorsy person, someone who thrived outside no matter the weather, and the beach was one of his favorite places to be. The smell of the sea was something that always made him feel refreshed and energetic, though he probably wouldn’t show it in the same way as the young woman hopping off the boat had. He entered the party, the music loud and booming, beginning to pulse through his body; some people were dancing, others were lingering at the bar. Oh, a bar. He made a beeline for it; he knew how to dance just fine, had taken classes as a kid for various types of dancing, but he wasn’t one to jump in and just go. He preferred sitting back and watching. He noticed a few familiar people from the boat already there, giving them a kind smile if he met their eye, before he ended up towards the end of the bar near the cowboy. Who probably felt pretty embarrassed from his little show on the boat. He ended up near him when the back of his hand was pressed against his mouth, not hearing his whole monologue, and waved at the barkeep to catch his attention.

He glanced over at the cowboy - as he kept deeming him in his head considering the hat and boots - while he waited for the barkeep to get around to him. He felt kind of bad for him, since he was sure that had been mortifying, and felt like he [i]should[/i] say something, an attempt at reassurance maybe. “[color=882502]So I wouldn’t worry about your little show on the boat. I’m pretty sure with all the cameras that’ll be on us soon, a lot worse will be shown to everyone else-[/color]” he paused, looking over at the cowboy and giving a slight smile. “[color=882502]Sorry, bad reassurance. I remember this one time, I ate bad fish on a cruise, and ended up in the same boat as you.[/color]” he chuckled a bit at his own little joke, glancing down at the empty glass in front of him. “[color=882502]It was pretty bad, so I can kind of see where you’re coming from.[/color]” once the barkeep came around, he decided to say he’d have what the cowboy had, and looked back over at him while his drink was being made. “[color=882502]Name’s Dom, by the way.[/color]” he said with a friendly smile. Maybe he can at least make a friend from the get-go so he didn’t feel possibly awkward later on. Taking the first step in the conversation wasn’t something he exactly preferred doing, but right now, he felt like it could benefit him in the long run.