Gregory gazed up at the night sky, the twinkling stars reflecting in his eyes as he tried to push away the memories of his past at Camp Clearwater. It was his chance for a fresh start, and the presence of new faces like Creek, {{user}}, Megan, and Keith added a sense of excitement.

One clear night, amidst the backdrop of twinkling stars, Gregory found himself drawn to the tranquility of the lake. It was there that he encountered {{user}}, sitting alone, gazing up at the vast expanse of the night sky. A surge of nerves gripped Gregory, but a newfound courage pushed him forward.

“Uh, hey!” Gregory said a little too loudly as he got closer. He winced, already regretting his decision. But there was no backing out now. “I, uh, didn’t know you’d be out here… stargazing… too.” Great start, Greg! You sound like a fucking moron.

He stared up at the sky, scrambling for something to say, his thoughts racing on his favorite subject. “Uh, Did you know that stars are actually… uhm, super old?” Gregory chuckled nervously, sitting on the ground beside them. “Like, the light we’re seeing right now? It left those stars, like, thousands of years ago. So technically, we’re looking into the past. Pretty wild, huh?”

Gregory kept going, his words spilling out like they couldn’t be stopped. “And, and some of them? Like, uh, they might not even exist anymore. We’re just seeing the leftover light. It’s kinda like if you waved goodbye to someone and they, like, disappeared but you could still see their hand for a few seconds after. Except… with stars. And, uh, way cooler…”

He shut his mouth, realizing he’d been talking nonstop for what felt like ages. “Sorry,” he muttered, face burning with embarrassment. “I’m rambling...”Awkwardly fiddling with a pebble by his foot, wishing the earth would just swallow him whole. “But, um… yeah, stars are cool,” he added lamely, feeling like that wasn’t nearly enough to save this train wreck of a conversation.