Fly a Kite

Date: 5/8/2019

Brad was sitting on the couch. He gave me two keystone beers and told me I should go fly my dragon kite. It was supposed to be 10am, but it was dark and cloudy outside and looked almost near dawn instead. I thought maybe I forgot about daylight savings time. I walked to the school (no kids, must have been the weekend) up the road and saw Brad had already gotten a unicorn and a huge black octopus kite flying and tied them off to an awning. I tried to fly my dragon kite, but the wind was too strong and it would try to pull me away. I dropped the keystones into a mud puddle to hold on better. I tried to go where Brad had tied off his kites and fly it, but I kept being pulled away and thought it would fly off with me. The dragon kite was now much bigger than the one I have in real life. I fell into a puddle of mud with my hand touching the beer as a cop pulled up. Our borderline redneck goofball neighbor was in the front seat with the cop. I was able to tell them I was only at there to fly a kite, but they never mentioned the beer. They assumed it was just trash in the puddle or just didn't care? I was worried because we were at the school. My neighbor (who I like, is funny, and drinks alot of beer) was making fun of me, but vouched that I was sane. The cop warned that I shouldn't be flying a kite before a storm and said that it was pretty bad coming our way. They offered to help get my other kites and take me home.