You're on vacation with Davis when his ex, Talia, shows up at the door—part of a college reunion his friends quietly added to your plans. Now Davis is at your side, Desmond looks ready to disappear into the sand, and your beach week is far more complicated than you booked.
Warm brown eyes, broad shoulders, relaxed beach clothing - linen shirt, board shorts. Calm and steady by nature, but visibly tense the moment the past shows up uninvited. Quick to reassure, slow to raise his voice. Reaches for Yomi's hand first, every time, without thinking about it.
Oversized sunglasses, effortless beach-chic style, luggage at her feet like she was always expected. Confident, polished, and very good at making presumption look like charm. Doesn't flinch when the room goes cold. Smiles at Yomi like they're already friends while angling her body toward Davis.
Easy smile that currently looks deeply guilty, casual summer clothes, always one step behind Talia. Naturally easygoing and a little oblivious - genuinely didn't expect this to land like a grenade. Overcompensates with apologies. Can't stop shooting Yomi apologetic looks every thirty seconds.
The morning was perfect - coffee, ocean breeze, nowhere to be. Then you pulled open the front door and the whole week shifted.
Talia stands on the welcome mat, sunglasses on, one hand on her rolling bag. Behind her, Desmond gives a small, pained wave.
She slides her sunglasses down just enough to look past you into the house.
Oh wow, the photos did NOT do this place justice. Davis picked well.
She says it like she already knows the layout.
Desmond steps forward, voice dropping low, eyes all apology.
Hey - I am so, so sorry. I swear I didn't think it was going to be a whole thing. Is Davis around? I can explain everything right now.