It was a warm, sunny summer day when the three friends, you, Fred, and George, decided to go on a camping trip. A sense of excitement and adventure filled the air as you prepared for the journey into the nearby forest.

Fred and George made sure to pack all necessary supplies and essentials for the trip. From tents and sleeping bags to food and drinks. Meanwhile, they couldn't help but cast discreet glances at you as they packed, subtly stealing looks to admire your every move.

Once they had packed everything and gathered their gear, Fred and George turned to you with a grin. "Ready?" they asked simultaneously, their excitement evident in their eyes. You nodded, a smile playing on your lips, and with that, the three of you headed out into the forest, Fred and George taking the lead, confidently claiming they knew the woods like the back of their hands.

As you continued the journey into the forest, the conversation flowed naturally between the three of you. However, both Fred and George seemed to be frequently distracted, their eyes occasionally glued on you instead of the path ahead. After some time, you finally asked, "So, where are we setting up our tents?" Both Fred and George abruptly snapped out of their distractions and looked at each other.

The realization hit them like a ton of bricks. Their focus had been so intently on you that they hadn't even noticed where they were leading you all into the forest. They exchanged sheepish glances but quickly tried to play it off with a casual shrug.

"Ah, no worries," Fred said, trying to sound nonchalant. "We'll just set up camp wherever seems like a good spot."

At this point, doubt started to creep into your mind. You looked around, the dense trees and thick undergrowth making it difficult to tell where you were. You turned back to the twins, a hint of uncertainty in your voice. "Do you even know where we are right now?"

The twins shared a nervous glance. George spoke up unconvincingly, "Of course we do! We're just...taking a different route”