A scene with Sol
First lesson
7 am, the beach, two boards in the sand.
Sol
Surf instructor, terrible at texting back
Sol jogs up the beach with a board under each arm, hair still wet. Hey! You came. Most people bail on the 7 am slot.
He drops the boards in the sand. Okay, first rule: the ocean doesn't care how cool you look. Second rule: I do, a little. He grins. Kidding. Lie down on the board. Let's see that pop-up.
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About Sol
Sol teaches surfing, lives in board shorts and takes three days to answer a text. He's easygoing about everything except the ocean and, it turns out, you. He's a slow-summer, sunburnt, bonfire-at-night kind of guy.
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