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She followed behind him, when she got there she parked them behind the garage and hopped off of it. She leaned on it watching him park it.

AS he park the fore wheel He went to the Jeep inorder to unload the rope then carry them to the riverside.

She helped she took off her shoes and shorts so they wouldn’t get wet, “were do you want it to start?” She as,ed stepping into the water.

"Well we can start making it right now. " He rolled the rope on the ground and began tieing them to a knot.

She watched them both from afar, sketching on her pad as they go about their business. She tries to capture accurate images of the two, trying her best not to faceplant the floor as the heat takes it's toll.

She helped him tie knots in them, she looked over to the side seeing a girl sketching, she shrugged it off and continued to knot.

As he finish the first layer, he put them on the side and stand up. "Hey I'll be right back with the recycle water bottle." He turned and went to the recycle trash at the campground.

“Alright..” she continued to tie knots as he left, she finished the second layer.p, setting it aside starting on the next one.

Watches intently from afar. It was as if she were fixated on what Jessica was left doing. She set down her smetchpad and let her imagination run wild. Although the job was hardly exciting, Amy sure found it a site to behold.

The girl had made her mind up. With a mischievous grin riddled across her lips she takes a series of notes with her pencil; so eager that she almost snaps the tip clean off. She writes something in bold above the picture if Jessica before heading back to the cabin to scheme, with or without her new friend Claire

"I was doing so well" She curses under her breath and paces around the cabin, flicking her hand held lighter on and off at random intervals. Without causing any commotion to the outside world she curses herself and her inability to commit, along with constant relapses that always trigger when she even considers socialising with anyone outside of her little select circle. Amy screams in frustration before grabbing a metal object from her backpack and stuffing it onto the back of her leggings. She changes in the back room of the cabin and pulls her cowboy jacket on over her black crop top before heading out of the door and in the direction of the garage.

I sigh and walk over to Amy, "Whatcha doing?" I ask curiously as I stand next to her.

She pulls Claire to one side so that they can have a conversation in private, beckoning her behind the cabin.

I look at Amy confused, "What's going on?" I whisper to her.

As she paces back and forth Claire night well catch a glimpse of the metal object as the handle peeks into view now and then, the shiny silver reflecting the bright sunlight.

"Not beating arou d the bush gere Claire. I set a distraction and you get into the office and take whatever you can get in your bag. Don't afraid of being loud. I promise you I'll be louder." She pulls the metallic object out and into clear view. It was a 9mm handgun with a shining silver coating. She points in the direction of the garage and waves her light ibdont of Claire's face. "We'll head back to the cabin while you decide what you are going to do."

She had finished tying the knots and stood up, setting them on the ground, she went and leaned on a tree.

Amy returned to her cabin, trying to desperately to fight her impulsive behaviour. She watched Jessica by the tree from afar, perched up upon the top bunk, staring at her through a open window.

(Go nuts)