Maybe I just don't believe... (Hayley, open)

It was stormy, and Dag was still lying on the dock, his legs hanging over the edge, toes skimming the water. He had seriously considered going home when it started raining, but thought against it. He was already soaked anyways. At this point, he might as well have been plastered to the dock. Storms were a thing of Dag's. He loved watching the clods form themselves in the sky, feeling the electricity in the air as a bolt of lightning struck the lightning rod close by. It was pure therapy for Dag

Swing his legs up off the water, Dag stood up, his face thoroughly soaked, his hair hanging together from his head. Taking his shirt off, he jumped into the water, feeling the sting of the salt-water in his eyes, he bobbed in the stormy sea. From his science classes, he knew that the water would dissipate the electricity. Bobbing in the water, Dag shifted to floating on his back. Allowing all his worries to dissipate into the sea.