[center][h2]Andrés Moruga[/h2][/center] Even with mostly strangers, the night was going well for Andrés as he sipped his drink. He was not expecting much, but it tasted quite well. Maybe he should hang around here more, though his mother may disapprove. Still, it was a good night, and it was pleasant to find good company at this hour. However, he did plan on reconnecting with Cori sometime but for now. Andrés was just going to take in the night and have a good time. He had not had much time for that so far on the Isles since coming back, and it was nice. A good night to end the day, and he was all for it. [center][h2]Azul Days[/h2][/center] Azul Days, a name he has not heard in years. Of course, he remembers it, and it was one of the few things his father did not ruin despite trying at times. Still, Andrés was walking around, seeing the sights and remembering what Azul Days were about. He had left his mother and sister with their permission to walk around and see the sights that he had missed for years. He will return to him sometime tonight, but for now, he was alone with a smile on his face as if he could feel the excitement in the air. It was always nice to see the expression of a surprised tourist on the Azul Days. They rarely expect it. Taking it all in was something else. Like reliving an old memory, Andrés was surprised at how much it stayed the same. But with some new people and there was nothing like it on the mainland city he lived in. The excitement, the joy, and the everything. It was a bit overwhelming for the returning local, but he persevered as he walked around and saw the sights. It made him miss the island life that he had been separated from for years. Then, the thought of why he left returned to his mind, and things started to sour. So he calmed himself and brushed that memory away. Now is not the time for bad memories. Now is the time for Azul Days, one of the few things he can recall with happiness and joy growing up. This night will not be ruined by reminders of why he left the Isles and his father. Andrés realized that he needed a drink and started to walk around looking for some vendor who was selling some. He eventually found one but noticed that a woman near it, a foreigner by the looks of it, had just been rudely bumped into by a tourist, and her hat fell off. Andrés, seeing this, almost instinctively, reached down and picked up the hat. Then he presented it to her and spoke in English, "Your hat, miss." [@PrinceAlexus]