Ryan Lewis
Ryan looked out of his balcony that over-looked the clear, calm ocean. The tide was rolling in perfectly with some white-caps in the distance. It was a perfect day for surfing and that's exactly what he was planning. Being knocked out of his small trance by Henry's barking, he turned around and changed into some swim shorts that were blue with black stripes. He ran bare-footed down the house, grabbing his board and slinging a towel over his shoulder. Henry followed closely, being an obedient dog.
Ryan's skin was sun-kissed and he had a well built body. Though he had a nice body, he wasn't to found of showing it off but it didn't matter to him when he wanted to surf or swim.
His blue eyes matched the ocean and his dishevelled brown hair flew in the slight breeze as he ran on the sand.
Paying no attention to the other people, Ryan ran into the water with Henry, loving the fresh water hit him. He paddled on his board, Henry swimming beside him until he got tired and got onto the board with Ryan.
A wave was coming, perfect to surf and a smirk laced on Ryan's face as it came closer and swept them higher up and he stood up, getting above the wave and being soaked as well as Henry who laid on the board, not being able to stand as Ruan made tight turns.