Riley was an early riser so he had been up for a few hours before the boat was suppose to leave. He was sitting in a local coffee shop he usually frequented sipping a latte.<span style="font-style: italic">What am I even thinking?</span>He had been to sea a few other times, but not recently.<br/><br/>Last night was weird. Riley was alone at the bar, minding his own business, when a random man came up and handed him a ticket before disappearing quickly into the crowd. He didn't give Riley a chance to question or say no.<br/><br/>He shook his head to clear his worries.<span style="font-style: italic">To hell with it. I needed a little excitement.</span>He stood up and put his ear buds back to continue listening to his music. Waving to the barista as he made his exit, he headed towards the dock. He was right on time, just as he planned. He quickly made his way onto the boat and headed towards the front, passing a few people on his way but not bothering to look at anyone directly.