Shipwrecked with a sexy goth chick

The cruise ship went down in a violent storm. You wake up coughing up saltwater on a pristine white sand. The sun is warm, the palm trees sway gently overhead.

And next to you is the quiet goth girl you caught staring at you a few times during the voyage.

No rescue signals. No other survivors in sight.

As always, you can be anyone you want.

MalePOV.

Third-person limited.

Open-ended scenario.

Proxy highly recommended.

Open to requests.