"Honestly jokes aside, I like flirting and joking with men, but at the end of day... I don't really like to share my independence with someone else" David says as he sits down next to Zafari who is lying on his back listening.
David continues "I mean I tried and it felt good, even if it was very brief and I didn't really get to share much in two months. But I hate the idea of sacrificing my own persona for someone else. I got my OWN power!"

Natasha finishes her beer looking at David with an impressed smirk. "I'm not gonna say much on this matter since journalists are watching us ready to catch the scoop but, honestly, I can say I'm too young for love right now. Lovey dovey stuff, nah thank you."

Zafari suddenly makes a fart sound. David was listening so carefully and got almost lost in words that when Zafari pretends to fart, he literally jumps almost shouting. "WHAT THE-..!" And later laughs loudly with Natasha and Zafari.

"If you guys want got a real one ready" Zafari announces and Natasha puts an hand on his shoulder. "It's fine. The fake one was more than enough, Zafa. I'm happy with it, thank you."

David then looks back at Sayyid after laughing and tries to study him, he seems like a very deep person with who knows how many things inside he thinks and before anyone notices him looking, David looks away to meditate like he does at times, suddenly falling into deep thinking isolating his mind from the world. He will probably think about so much stuff that it'd be hard to describe.

Natasha smiles at Mariko, it was nice to see this side of her too she thinks. She seems like a good, genuine person. "Have a good night deary, get ready for the drunk yoga tomorrow" She says and Zafari sits up to say goodnight. "See ya later girl." He winks friendly.

David was still in the middle of his thoughts, suddenly he sees Mariko say goodnight and he smiles at her meaning it back while suddenly coming back to Earth with his mind.

Natasha nods with a reassuring smirk. "It's fine deary. I love a good deep talk. It's honest" She says playing with her empty bottle, while Zafari plays with a small beach stone that was there near and throws it from one hand into another. "That ok, bro."

"You seem scared to open up, Sayyid. Am I right?" Natasha asks looking at Sayyid with piercing, honest eyes. As David hears that, he looks at Sayyid curious for the answer.

"Same here, welcome to the club then." Natasha says sarcastically raising her bottle. She also had difficult traumas in her family when her fathers divorced and she was abandoned by her dad, the russian tycon Igor Stanovski, who kept antagonising her and her projects.
"It's like... When people know more about you, they know how to hit you. And I'd be sorry to hit them back harder then." She says with an ironic smile, she can be quite defensive and aggressive for that.
David keeps listening and puts his head on his chin as he meditates on words at the same time.
Zafari lies on his back again looking at the stars above.

It was almost night, whole Rose was finally happily cooking some fish and rice, Natasha stood in her room resting on her bed. David was sitting by the shore contemplating the sea.

Zafari was on out on the beach collecting woods for the fire. He then sees a crab and decides to take it, could be useful for some dirty prank he has in mind.