Last Friday night, we embarked on yet another adventure. To say the least. Now if you are a judger... stop right here. It gets kind of intense. Our longtime friend Zac flew in last Wednesday from Illinois and everyone was planning to spend an awesome weekend in Clearwater all hanging out. So Friday night I drove in from Orlando to Clearwater and went straight to my grandmas to drop off some boxes. My mom called and wanted me to meet her at the bar with her friends. I obliged and Ben was working down that way so she called him too and we hung out with a bunch of older drunken people. Awesome. Not so much. It was fun though.
After that, Ben and I made our way down to Clearwater Beach where all of our friends were hanging out. We got there and everyone was sprawled across a few blankets hanging out and talking (and playing the haha game) Well after about an hour or so, a few went home and there were finally just six of us left. We walked to the cars and Ciara and I (naturally right?) got real serious about night time swimming. We thought it was going to be awesome. Katie and Johnny bailed. They were tired and wanted to go home. So, Aaron, Zac, Ciara and I were left.
We walked along the beach for awhile and waited until we got pretty far down North Beach. Then we decided to skinny dip. Yep. We did. So we all stripped down and ran into the lukewarm water. In the pitch blackness we were having a grand ol' time. About fifteen minutes go by and the novelty wears off and we decide we are ready to go home. Aaron ventures out to go find our clothes, because we had somewhat drifted...
So as Aaron is running butt naked up the beach looking for our clothes (which he thinks he sees in a pile) he in actuality comes across a guy. So instead of yelling "AHHHHH" or something of equal value Aaron gets about a foot away from this guy and yells, "PERSON!" all the while being naked. Then Aaron sprints off the opposite way.
The guy starts walking into the water and Ciara looks at me, scoots closer and asks, "Is that guy NAKED???" Zac stands in front of us to protect us and as we try to make our way to the edge of the water and out to Aaron who is waving his cell phone light in the air to show us the way, the guy walks over to us. We all kind of walk away and the guy follows us. He is talking to Zac and Zac more or less tells the guy to leave, that we are uncomfortable. Some five minutes later, we finally manage to sneak away and run in the fetal position to the shore. Zac trails me and Ciara making sure we don't get killed. We dive onto a pile of clothes and curl ourselves together while Aaron throws a sheet over us. We finally find our clothes and all four of us sprint away from that crazy stoned dude.
Hey, if nothing else, it makes a good story right?
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