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summers spent on the island were some of her favorite memories. it was always something to look forward to for her. even if this year was a bit different. still, it wouldn’t deter jordan from enjoying her time away from the chaos of the city. with freshly manicured nails and an iced coffee in hand, she was in a good mood. “so i think this year might be the one i actually learn to surf.” she stated as she set down the bags in her other hand – one that had a new white and gold bikini along with some cute accessories and the other with a wet suit in it. she let out a small chuckle, “i’ve always wanted to but i’m kinda scared, not gonna lie.”
“you sure about that, jordan? you know, what if you fall off your board and, like, get totally eaten by a big wave, dude?” alright, so maybe she’d seen too many stereotypical surfer characters, but that wouldn’t stop her. “i’m kidding. i actually want to try and learn it too — maybe we can take lessons together?”















