⋅˚₊‧ ୨Not coming for a dip?୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

It's late at night around 11:30pm.

All the boys in the dead poets society (like idiots) decided to go skinny dipping in the lake by welton, splashing and laughing. Half of them are trying to drown each other for fun.

Neil stood at the edge of the lake with Todd who was currently stripping to go in, throwing pieces of his clothes behind him as he looked back at Neil.

Todd asked gently knowing Neil didn't like doing things like this,

"Neil, Not coming for a dip?"