Anonymous stared blankly for a moment as he watched 40% head back to the water, then threw his arms up over his head, pulling them back down only when he heard the loud splash.
40% was bare-butt naked!
Well, yeah, he should have expected him to be. It wasn't too likely that the tripfriend would be carrying around a bathing suit.
Soon, the surprise left him. He was cold. It was spring, but the air was still cool in his damp clothes. He watched 40% quietly, as he disappeared beneath the water’s surface, then reappeared a moment later. He stood up and decided to do what 40% had suggested. He peeled his dripping clothes off of himself and hung them on a nearby branch. He looked out to the lake again, watching 40% for a moment, before grabbing 40%'s cloak, wrapping it around himself, and sitting at the base of a large tree.