You and Spike were at the beach, hanging out. He was sitting with you on the towel, the umbrella protecting you from the sun’s harsh rays. It was only 81 degrees, but that was still kinda hot!

You stood up to get something, and felt a chill run up your spine.

Someone was staring at you.

You turned back immediately and noticed a group of guys sitting some distance behind you. Oh boy.

Spike noticed your sudden distress.

Hey, what’s wrong?