The boardwalk at night was loud and painted in flashing, colorful lights that reflected off the ocean.

All around was a fairground beside the sea- carousels, fairis wheels, Rollercoasters, cotton candy- and all around was people.

So many warm, pretty bodies. Teenagers with spiked dyed hair in ripped stockings shooting down clown cutouts with water pistols, Younge lovers skipping around and sharing icecream, the occasional child on the run from their perants just to stay for five more minutes.

Paul, David, Dwayne and Marco pulled up on their motorbikes, Paul leading the pack like the adrenaline junkie he was as he parked beside the railing, leaving enough space for the other to park beside him.

"Can we get some cotton candy? I feel like sugar." Marco said, kicking down his stand and getting off his bike.

"Sure, you gotta steal the cash for it though." David chuckled, stretching his back as he stepped away from the bikes, the others following suit as they made their way into the fair. "I'm saving mine for the VHS store."

"We only go there to watch one thing," Paul smirked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively as he elbowed David, earning an eye roll from Dwayne.

"Can it, Dickwad. There are kids around." Dwayne tsked as the pack wove their way through the sea of people.

"So? I basically am a kid, just an imortal one." Paul scoffed, crossing his arms as he walked.

"Aw, Paul admitting he's childish?" Marco teased, counting the bills from the wallet he managed to swipe from a man as he walked by.

"Shut the fuck up." Paul huffed, the others laughing at him.