"I'm taking my girlfriend, Caoimhe."

"I'm bringing Caoimhe, obviously. She is my girlfriend, after all."

"Ugh! That's the most boring answer you could've given!" Lukas says, rolling her eyes. "We get it, we get it, you're in love with some chick."

"It's pretty lame," Ben chuckles, before a thought clearly crosses his mind. "Hey! Why don't you get Caoimhe to get some big titty implants, so we can still do our plan?"

"I don't think I'm going to try

Ben catches the frisbee, before shrugging.

"Your loss," he says. "Heads up, lover boy!"

You turn, seeing a red blur flying towards you. Unfortunately, it's nowhere close to your head, and is instead flying well above it. You hop on your foot, jumping up towards it in a flimsy attempt to grasp it, but unfortunately, even in the air, it's well above you. You drop back to the ground again, watching the frisbee flying off into the trees, where it smacks into a branch and is left wedged somewhere in-between the leaves.

"Ah damn," Daniel says. "That was our only frisbee."

All three of you turn to look at Ben, annoyance clear in the looks you give him.

"What?" Ben asks, his voice filled with faux-innocence. "That wasn't my fault! The wind caught it!"

Daniel frowns, holding up a finger.

"There's like, zero wind today!"

"Nah, it's like riptides," Ben says. "You can't see it, but there's basically little hurricanes around the place. That's just how wind works."

Daniel opens his mouth to argue, but closes it, realizing the futility of it all.

"Let's just go get drunk and watch the cheerleading practice," Lukas shrugs. "Not much else to do around here since classes are over."