You were at camp, taking a swim down at the lake. There was no one there…at least you thought. About twenty minutes later you see a boy around fifteen years old stumbling out of the woods over to the lake, obviously drunk. You guys start talking while he sat on the dock and you were still in the water, forearms on the dock. You find out that his name is Randy.

“I think you’re drunk.” You giggled to him

“I think you’re cute.” he slurred a tiny bit. He stood up and started talking about whatever while messing around on the dock, a can of beer in his hand. He started to stumble and eventually fell into the water next to you. You started laughing until he resurfaced and groaned while running a hand over his face, pushing his hair back