open starter | clients and staff
location | beach
“This place has such great views. Almost enough t’ get me to work here themselves,” he mused, staring out at the ocean, rubbing his hands together to keep them warm in the nippy ocean breeze. Romeo still wouldn’t dare take a dip in the water so early in the year, his disastrously low tolerance for cold rearing it’s ugly head and keeping him far enough away from the tide the sea spray didn’t reach him. “I guess the ocean’s pretty nice, too.” It was a stupid joke, a low brow reference to the sheer number of hot men he was around on the daily, but he was pretty sure his brain cells has started freezing out of his skull twenty minutes before. He could write it off as a product of the weather.












