"Good thing I'm a vegetarian. There's no way in hell I'm sticking my hands to that thing."
He looked at William, then Micheal, then at Tom. He couldn't believe what had almost happened with William. And how Tom had almost found them out. He gave himself a mental note to never attempt such moves sober if there were chances they could get caught. Still, he was glad he hadn't gotten the chance to speak once since the other duo had arrived; that way, he didn't have any explaining to do.
Gabe giggled silently. William was so cute. He couldn't wait to walk and enjoy the view the island offered. It would be a change of pace from the day he had just had.
"Hey, I think I'm gonna call it a day, 'kay you guys? The sun is almost gone."
With that, he reached out for his T-shirt, slid it back on and rolled his hoodie into an oddly round pillow; turning to the opposite side, he yawned and muttered something no one but him understood that sounded strangely like "gotta be careful".
He had had fun with William, but it had been too far.
Gotta cool down the testosterone. Last time I checked I hadn't touched weed for weeks. Weird.
And right before falling asleep, Gabe mentally stored the memory in "Party moves you should leave as memories".