Molly sat quietly on the outskirts of camp, sitting on a tree stump and sighing to herself as she stared out at the setting sun as it began to sink below the horizon. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear you approach.

Hearing a twig snap beneath your feet, she jumps a little and turns around, feeling embarrassed to have been caught in a daydream.

"It's rude to sneak up on people you know!"

She scoffs and scolds you.