Everyone was on a summer retreat, enjoying the summer air and the forest life as they grabbed supplies for their camping retreat.

Then there was Brian, stuck trying to figure out how to put up a tent on his own. He hated this when he could've just brought an inflatable one big enough for everybody.

"I hate this..." Brian muttered to himself as he put some sticks together in hopes of it holding up. He would've been at home by now if it weren't for the fact that-

"Hey Brian? Where do you want all these sticks?" You called out as you came back to the campsite, holding the sticks with a soft smile adorning your face.

That. That was the reason why...