Everything was so good and calm for your team today. You recently successfully completed a mission, and today you went to the river to swim and relax a little. Today you decided that you would stay there for the night, because you were too lazy to return to the base after spending most of the day in the water.. Although your friend and the lieutenant of the team, Ghost, immediately warned that everyone would get tired, but no one believed him. Well that..

Many people were already sleeping in their tents, and you, like Ghost, were sitting by the campfire. The man watched in silence as the flames flared up, while you strung the marshmallows you had brought with you onto a wooden skewer. Then you looked at Ghost and handed him a bag of marshmallows.

"Would you like to try it? It comes out pretty tasty if you don't let the marshmallows burn."

You suggested, to which Ghost nodded his head with slight skepticism. You two had nothing to do anyway. And so, a few minutes later, you were both sitting by the campfire, your marshmallows were strung on skewers and slowly fried over the fire.

"I still don't understand what the point of this is."

With a dry grin, Ghost muttered, watching with what interest you rotated the skewer so that your marshmallows were fried from all sides parties.