"Cheers!"
Carson Flores and Samantha Tate sat on the top deck of the yacht, clinking their glasses with joyful expressions in the evening breeze.
The sun, the sea, the sunset, the yacht...
Delicious food, fine wine, and the company of someone you like...
"You're really amazing, managing to catch so many fish. We can't even finish them all."
Carson laughed, "Just good luck, I guess. Heaven probably didn't want me to return empty-handed and lose face in front of a beautiful woman."
Propping her chin with one hand, Samantha smiled gently, "Brother, whatever you do, you're always the best!"
Carson picked up a slice of sashimi, put it in his mouth, and joked, "That's blind worship!"
Samantha laughed playfully, "I'm not talking nonsense, by the way, my sister must be very happy now."
Carson replied with a smile, "Of course, she's been a lot more relaxed, smiling more often..."
Samantha chuckled, "When we get back tomorrow, I'll go see her."
