The two males stare at the tiny black silhouette of the ship leaving the island.

One of them sighs, turning away and crouching down on the ground.

The other one follows suit, shifting uncomfortably so that the sand of the beach doesn't get anywhere.

"Well, we have to survive here, don't we?"

"Well," the other mimicks jokingly, "What can we do?"

From prompt: Two people meet on a cruise ship, but they get stranded when the ship stops for fuel and things go wrong. It could be disastrous and they may never get home...