It started out as a normal day. Waking up, drinking coffee, snuggling on the couch and watching movies till noon. But Y/N had gotten bored, she felt antsy and wanted to do something. She just wasn't completely sure what she wanted to do.
She didn't have a lot of energy to go out into town, but she felt like doing something around the house. Harry was feeling the same way, too. It's been days since they haven't done anything together, and today was a perfect day for it.
It was low eighties outside, so it felt really good. Perks of having a house on the beach was that their backyard was the beach. There was a green yard, then a hill that dipped down to lead to the beach. She pondered if she wanted to day drink, but that means she would end up getting sleepy halfway through the day and she didn't want to end up wasting the day sleeping.
Harry posed the idea of blending the mushrooms they had left over into a smoothie, and Y/N was all for it. Instead of having a drink full of alcohol, they chugged down a drink full of psychedelics. It tasted like licking the dirt, but mushrooms always tasted that way. It really lingered through the drink.
"Will you bring some weed down to the beach too?" She said softly as she grabbed the towels from the closet.
"I already put them in my wallet," Harry called out as he walked down the hallway. She looked towards him, catching a glimpse of him wearing his short yellow shorts with his blue shirt. She smiled to herself as she rolled the towels up and walked down the stairs to meet him by the door.
"You got the lighter too? I don't want to come back here and try to find it whenever I start tripping," She retorted. The last time they had tripped on the beach, Harry left the lighter in the house and finding it was possibly the worst thing they were doing. It was so hard to find a lighter when everything was swaying back and forth and creating different shapes in front of your eyes.
"Heeeey, that one was time," Harry pouted out as he dug into his pocket. Pulling out a lighter, he showed her the lighter with a lopsided smile. "See? I got it. No worries."
She chuckled as she grabbed their bag. They had packed a bunch of water and snacks for the day. Although they were a two minute walk from the beach, Y/N and Harry didn't want to come back to grab anything until they were done visiting the beach.
Out of an eighth baggie of mushrooms, they both had about a gram and a half of mushrooms. Which, isn't a lot, but the last time they had tripped they ate strictly caps and that was enough to make them crawl back to the house. Caps are a lot stronger than the stems, holding the most natural high in them. This time, though, they tried to stay away from the caps so their brains weren't melting all day.
They both made their way down to the beach, it had been about twenty minutes since downing the drink that had blended mushrooms in it. Harry only started to feel it a little bit, but Y/N was feeling it faster than he was. She blamed the fact that she had only ate a small breakfast that morning.
Sounds of the ocean crashing against the shore had rang through her ears as she laid down her towels on the sand to lay on while Harry got out the bottles of water to set by them.
"Sunglasses are on, baby," He pointed out as he used his pointer finger to wag at her, "Tripping already?"
She chuckled softly as she looked at him through her sunglasses. When the sunglasses were on, it definitely meant that the mushrooms were kicking in. Everything became a lot more brighter and vibrant around her, and sometimes the sun hurt her eyes when she was high.
"Yeah," She said softly as she stripped off her shirt to show her bikini top before sitting down on the blanket. Harry tsked softly, finding himself a seat next to her before taking out the joint he had rolled. Placing it between his lips, he lit it up and took a long draw from it.
