How we never heard of the secret parties that happen some nights at the bluffs while we were teens is a mystery.

But we know about them now, so on one such night, the six of us, the Rascals all together again, we head to Windenburg and jump around to the music. Lasers at a historical ruins site is everything I never knew I wanted to see.

If you had told me about this night three years ago, I would have been hyped, shocked, and jealous of my future self.

Who is this person that I keep running into? I try to engage a conversation with her, but she doesn’t speak to me. Or anyone else. I feel like she’s not with her usual crowd tonight.

Night bath! I hog the diving spot again.

You know what’s better than a regular night bath?

Night skinny dipping.

It does give us some ideas…

There’s a party in a background, but Hugo and I find interest in another kind of party.

Thank Plumbob for the lush vegetation at the bluffs.

Now to get back to our clothes discretely.