David William Trumble

Three friends kill some time on a cream sofa. With nowhere to go and nothing to talk about, the cracks soon begin to appear in their relationships.

Two young strangers, Ewan and Lucy, meet at the edge of a bleak and deserted nudist beach. One person shy, the other guarded; neither are prepared to admit why they have come to the beach. So begins an awkward, flirtatious, and utterly self-conscious conversation that results in both of them throwing caution to the, admittedly cold, winds.

Three friends kill some time on a cream sofa. With nowhere to go and nothing to talk about, the cracks soon begin to appear in their relationships.

Three friends kill some time on a cream sofa. With nowhere to go and nothing to talk about, the cracks soon begin to appear in their relationships.

Three friends kill some time on a cream sofa. With nowhere to go and nothing to talk about, the cracks soon begin to appear in their relationships.

Two young strangers, Ewan and Lucy, meet at the edge of a bleak and deserted nudist beach. One person shy, the other guarded; neither are prepared to admit why they have come to the beach. So begins an awkward, flirtatious, and utterly self-conscious conversation that results in both of them throwing caution to the, admittedly cold, winds.