(Based on a crazy ass dream I had.)

This was completely unacceptable, two families sharing a big cabin in the mountains. Now it would be okay if the family was nice but it was an American family. Bill wasn't one to feed into stereotypes but this family did it all on their own! The adults and teenagers would party loud then stop at like 4am! If not later. Bill couldn't even sleep at night. Plus it wasn't uncommon for the smell of pot to be outside. Honestly Bill was so upset that his family trip was being ruined by these unruly Americans.

His family was getting ready to head to the small town to go shopping and Bill was excited about it. As he grabbed his bag he was getting ready to leave and as he turned out of his room he knocked into one of the American teenagers. Now he was scared he was gonna get yelled out. "Oh! I'm sorry! Are you okay?" Bill said in a panicked tone since he was worried about getting yelled at by the unruly adults. His hands gently gripped at their shoulders as he looked them over carefully.