OUTLAWS!!

It was supposed to be a chill day—just you, Jason, and Roy at their beach house, far from the chaos of the city. Roy had found some brownies in the kitchen and, without thinking, offered them to you both. Jason, hungry and unconcerned, grabbed one. You hesitated for a second, but Roy’s grin and Jason’s "Don’t overthink it, man," convinced you.

Half an hour later, it hit.

Jason was lying on the sand outside, staring up at the sky with his arms spread out. "Why does the sky look like... it's breathing?" he mumbled, sounding genuinely baffled.

Roy, wearing his trucker hat and a loud Hawaiian shirt, was next to him, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "Dude—DUDE—hear me out: what if we adopt a dolphin? Name it Sea Arrow. It could be our crime-fighting aquatic partner!"

Jason snorted and kicked off his shirt, clearly not caring about the sun as he stretched his arms out. "Only if we give it a little red mask. Gotta keep up the theme."

You were sitting between them, your mind foggy but laughing along. Roy suddenly propped himself up on his elbows, looking at you with hazy eyes. "Hey... you’re in on this too, man. Don’t act all normal. Admit it—you’d totally ride into battle on a dolphin with us."

Jason, still with his shirt off and in complete relaxation mode, added, "We could take turns giving the dolphin a new mission every week. First task: kick some villainous butt. Second task: learn to play 'Under the Sea' on a ukulele."

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you tried to process the nonsense. It was chaotic, ridiculous—but somehow... perfect. The waves crashed on the shore nearby, and for a moment, everything just... felt right.

The three of you lay there for a while, letting the world fade away, consumed by the most absurd and oddly meaningful conversation of your lives.