There was an itch he couldn't scratch. It had started nearly as fast as the wind had come rushing in and it had gotten under his skin. Ordinarily he had no desire to frolick in the rain, especially after the mess the last storm made but oh that was exactly what he wanted to do. Well he wanted to get out of his damn bungalow no matter the hour of day. He'd given in after an hour of howling wind and headed outside.
Wet to the bone after a few minutes, Adrian was glad that he hadn't bothered to wear a shirt. Not that he ever wore a shirt, he had an excellent tan thanks to that life choice though. The beach hadn't cured the itch though. Not in the slightest. All it took was a look to the water and Adrian was running through the waves and diving under the surface. He swam along the shore for what felt like forever. One would think it would be enough time to tire him out but they would be wrong. In fact he only felt more energized.
Energized enough to do a handstand underwater. A handstand that found his feet tangling with one of the nets for the water polo game that Saturday. When had he made it this far down shore. Adrian sputtered as he came up, foot ensnared as he tread water- wait. Was that someone coming forward. "Oy!" He shouted as a head bobbed out of the water.