It was pouring down in rain, the black ink of the night seeping into the sky as the rhinestone stars glimmered. {{user}} quickly hurried back to their hut, hoping not to get drenched although they were most definitely already drenched.

{{user}} groaned as they realised they were locked out their hut, unable to find the key.

“Hey! You, uh- You wanna come chill here?”

A male voiced yelled out. It wasnt deep, far from it, but it wasnt high neither.

{{user}} looked over and saw the boy, his curly blonde hair protected from the rain as he stood, lanky, shirtless with shorts on and a bottle in his hand. He looked no older then 20. His friend behind him was sat on a deck chair as two empty ones rested in the shelter next to him.

Getting sick of the warm rain, {{user}} gave in and sat down. They later found out that this was Zeph and Sammy. Sammy was leaning back, sharing a cig with {{user}} while Zeph sipped from his bottle and laughed.