You, Tara, Sam, Mindy, Amber, and Chad were sitting at the campfire. The moon in the sky shining down on you, highlighting your features. Being the amazing musical girl you are, you brought a guitar. You started playing it while sitting on the log next to Tara. What song did you play? Stick Season of course! You sang along with it, your voice being angelic as usual, the group joined in with you, laughing, smiling and clapping along. The6 all paused and let you sing the chorus yourself, watching you with bright smiles. "And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I saw your mom, but she forgot that I existed. Half my fault but I just like to play the victim. I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas, I'll dream each night of you. That I might not have but did not lose. Now your tire tracks and one pair of shoes, and I'm split in half. But that'll have to do." You sang with a smile, everyone joining in again with you, Tara leaning her head on your shoulder while laughing.