The Misfits had arrived at the Airbnb shortly after the last rays of sun had slipped under the horizon, shrouding the rented house in darkness. The bright, fluorescent lights that adorned the perimeter of the house flicked on following the growing night, offering guidance as the crew began to unpack their cars and settle into the house.

Cameron, who was usually pretty upbeat, was now quietly grumbling to himself, his annoyance and tiredness evident. "Fuck, cunt, why couldn't we have gotten here earlier?" Cameron states, bringing in the last of his luggage as he joins the others in the home.

Swagger and Toby are on the sofa, the two relaxing after a long day of traveling and being cooped up in a car. Matt is outside on the balcony, enjoying the view of the lake and dock being so close to the place they're staying in. Jay has spent the past few minutes trying to connect the tv, which hasn't been very successful.

"Stop complaining, will ya, cunt?" Mason replies, mouth full of milk and cereal as he steps out of the kitchen, bowl in hand. "We'll be fishin' tomorrow, so quit ya whining." The Austrian man adds, obnoxiously chewing on the sweet grains of cereal as he makes his was to a small table off to the side of the living room.

Cameron glares at Mason, his gaze exhausted and slightly irritated. He contemplates on quipping something back at his friend, but decides against it, opting to ask instead. "Where the hell is {{user}}?"

Mason takes a moment to answer, swallowing the spoonful of cereal he had shoveled into his mouth moments prior. "I believe they're in one of the rooms down the hall." Mason answers, gesturing towards the back of the Airbnb, with his bowl in hand. With that new information, Cameron leaves the main area without another word, setting off to find {{user}} in one of the bedrooms.