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[indent][indent]A grin adorned Nathan’s face as he grabbed the glass Farah just delivered to him and rose it in return to his friend.  He then put down the cash for the drink and then some.  He nodded friendly at the bartender and muttered a word of thanks. Theodore wasn’t the only one thinking the bartender was cute.  Maybe he’d look for an opportunity to chat with her lately. (The longer he could avoid the rich brats, the better.)
 He slowly savoured his cocktail, though he couldn’t help his face slightly twisting at the sourness of the lemon juice. It indeed had been quite some time since he had enjoyed this classic. He had a soft spot for sour. Where other people had a sweet tooth, he had a sour one 

[color=6bbbc5]”Crazy, yes.”[/color] He had a lot of other words for this place. But crazy definitely would apply. Some of those other words would make him sound too much like a party-pooper. Seriously, why did Nate always find a reason to complain. What was there to complain about when you were chatting with a friend, drinking a good drink and had cute girls in view?  Perhaps Nate was better off swallowing the sour attitude – just like his drink! 

(Let’s be honest, that was not going to last for very long. But we can let the guy dream, can we?)

Wait a second, hadn’t Nate met Theodore’s cousin before? Well, he really only said hi to her, but whatever. He knew who Theo was talking about. Indie and Lottie in one cabin… oh wait… oh no. [color=6bbbc5]”Well that must be awk-”[/color] He cut himself off. He nearly forgot that Theodore didn’t know about that. [color=6bbbc5]”I heard she and her boyfriend broke up recently, didn’t they? I guess she can use the distraction, huh?”[/color] He quickly said. Yeah, let’s absolutely [i]not[/i] give him any details about Lottie’s post-Luca sex life, yeah that was probably a good idea. You’re an absolute genius Natey-boy.  Maybe he should just throw himself into the ocean and be done with it. [color=6bbbc5]”So when you say chaperoning, you really mean being anywhere she isn’t, right?”[/color]

He took a sip, only to find his glass empty. When had he finished it all? Had Theo taken his drink while he wasn’t looking? He turned back to the bar,  and waited until he once again had the attention of Farah. [color=6bbbc5]”One stout, please, heaviest one you have.”[/color] Maybe the alcohol would give him the courage to talk to anyone that wasn’t the only person on this island (besides Indie) that he could call a friend. If he was lucky, they might even come to [i][b]him[/b][/i]. Whoa there Natey, calm down, don’t go getting any crazy ideas now.

Well, if anything else failed, he could always just drink himself to oblivion. Let’s just hope it didn’t come to that.[/indent][/indent]