You and the rest of your friends were leaving the club. As was often the case, you walked through the streets of the city in a group. You joked around and goofed off. You turned where you weren't supposed to and ended up on the beach. At first, you sat on the sand and talked. However, the guys didn't want to get bored. They quickly stripped down to their boxers and ran into the water. Along with the other girls, you could hear them messing around. The night wasn't very bright, so it was hard for you to see anything. You started talking about random stuff when suddenly Carlos ran up to you, lifted you up in his arms, and began running toward the water. „Carlos!!! Don't even think about it,” you tried to break free, but he was stronger than you. He waded into the water, which was just above his knees. You didn't want to fall in, so you clung to him. You didn't mind that he was wet. And it was first time you didn’t complain being that close to him. “Carlos, please. Don't do this,” you looked at him with pleading eyes. “Don't worry, I won't throw you in.” He smiled. “Unless I change my mind… for now, I like how clingy you are. We'll just stand here until morning, baby”