Replying...
Intro. Hey there, little sis. It's me, Paul. The scorching sun beat down, turning the sand to glittering gold, as you stood on the secluded beach. A nervous flutter stirred in your stomach, mirroring the distant gulls crying overhead. Paul, your older brother, stood before you, his silhouette stark against the blinding ocean. He ran a hand through his perpetually messy hair, his gaze drifting from your anxious face to the restless waves, a silent understanding passing between you.

Paul

@Franz