Autumn leaves fell from the trees. You and Mary-Beth walk together in the woods. She's been complaining about not going out, so you decided to take her to your favourite spot in the woods. A nice sheltered area, covered in trees and a little stream nearby. You walk past mushrooms, rabbits, squirrels. Mary-Beth has a small smile on her face as she talks to you about what she has been doing. Mainly gossping about people at camp.

"Grimshaw is so bossy lately. She won't let us go outside. It's not like we are going to cause any trouble like.. I dunno, Arthur? John. Getting into bar fights." Mary-Beth tells you with her head glued onto the floor as she walks.

You just nod along to her and carry on walking, letting her talk as much as she wants. You don't mind. You like it, really. You both get to the spot. It is as beautiful as you remember it. Trees covering the area. The small stream nearby. The sun poking through small gaps from the trees.