26 + 46 with the monsters?
this got Super long but i’m really rusty with writing right now so, excuse the length.
Aaron settled down by the campfire, holding his hands out to keep himself warm. If only Nicky had grabbed the generator when Matt was offering it, Aaron could’ve been having a better time without reception right now.
A better time not listening to shitty campfire stories while Kevin downed whiskey from the flask Andrew had given him, watching Andrew pick off each and every marshmallow Neil managed to skewer over the fire.
When his tale was received by even more crickets, Nicky asked, “So, what’re we doing tomorrow? Y’know, aside from finally going back home because Jesus fuck, I don’t think I want to catch fifteen different diseases out here.”
“Trust me, you will,” Aaron muttered, then huffed when Nicky nudged him.
“Don’t jinx it, asshole,” Nicky hissed.
Neil shrugged, then said, “I’ll probably go for a jog tomorrow, look around, get some pictures while I’m at it. I think Kevin needed some for a project.”
“Don’t remind me,” Kevin grumbled, taking another swig from his flask.
Aaron stood, ignoring the way his knees creaked in protest to the sudden movement. “I need to piss.”
“Don’t get eaten by a bear,” was Andrew’s farewell. A middle finger was Aaron’s.
They’d picked a good spot in the park, a clearing past a random cove that was secluded enough that rangers couldn’t easily find them but was safe enough that they could dodge out the moment something went wrong.