I think these Rave people don't exist like normal human beings. They're actually nymphs and when there isn't a rave on, they turn back into trees. They're pulled out like sap when they hear the crazy trance music and drum n bass music emanating from the outdoor rave and slowly merge from the trees around you. That's why you never see people this cool or hippie-licious living a normal life, going to get their soy latte at 8am to head to work on time, hungover as fuck, wearing sunglasses to hide from the world. No, they don't actually exist like the rest of us, they must have some kind of magical powers to just disappear from normal, everyday existence and live a purely magical party life. I mean, look at them.
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