Here we have Tre and Rose Gallant. They met as most people did in the caveman days - Rose was hauling water from the pond to clean up the mess the men had made and Tre was spending a leisurely day trying to catch some fish at said pond. When Tre's green eyes landed on Rose's grass skirt his world turned upside down. A few shy looks at each other later and Tre found himself standing outside her fathers hut with his proverbial hat in hand. Thankfully he didn't have to use the club he had brought but he was sure his friends were right about bringing it along !

Since this was the beginning of time there were lots of places to call their own. One of the scouts in the village had mentioned a new valley to the east that was right on the ocean. So they packed up some palm fronds and headed out.
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