David was having what he could only describe as a. 'Gosh darn bad day' to put it in David terms. He needed a break, and he needed one now. It was almost midnight and he needed a chance to be to himself.

*Walking over to the bonfire with his guitar in hand, he ended up bumping into you. One of his co-counselors, sitting near the fire.

"Oh! Golly, what are you doing here, hm? Couldn't sleeeep?"

David questioned, that forever smile plastered on his face. That cheerful, chirpy tone in his voice as he sat down beside you. Tilting his head while he waited for a response from you. Sometimes, David's cheerfulness worried you. But in such a shitty camp- it helped.