Stoned

Kristen walked back to the beach hotel. She left the sand and walked on the gravel and crushed shells. She turned around as she thought she heard someone calling her name.

Sounds seemed strange. She thought she saw her girlfriend Dylan waving her arms from the beach, but she seemed blurred. She heard mumbles and looked at the gaggle of photographers. They seemed to undulate and wiggle.

Someone had slipped Kristen a very powerful psychedelic ****. The **** made her skin itch under her bikini, and she had stripped it off. Her girlfriend had fallen asleep, and Kristen stood up and wandered back towards the hotel where they had been staying. She was barely aware of anything around her.