“Dude, these eye lashes are heavy and I think I got some water in my eye when I fell in.” Tyrese compained.
His partner in crime, Julio, rolled his eyes from behind the lens “Yeah that’s why I told you not to fall in, we paid to do your hair and makeup and now you messed it all up with the saltwater.”
“…And my hair is all wet and sticking to my back, I swear imma fall in again cause I can’t keep my balance. These things are dragging me down or something.” Tyrese continued complaining over the sound of the waves in his shrill voice.
The men walking down the beach with their girlfriends and wives were in awe of the divine beauty with a sloppy Brooklyn accent on the French beach posing awkwardely. Tyrese didn’t even notice the men ogling him, he was too wrapped up in his own discomfort to care.
“We’re not going to make our expenses back if you don’t give me something my guy” Julio shouted as he kept snapping.’
Julio and Tyrese were saavy enough to only book one ticket to Europe, instead choosing to possess a body at the airport to get their other ticket. They chose a body they knew they could get pictures with. If all goes right they could sell their pictures and get a free trip to Europe.
Julio and Tyrese were not saavy enough to see the holes in this plan.