Wilson sent you and Wendy off to fetch a few resources for whatever it was he needed to make.

Wendy was your best friend. While many didn’t understand why you were friends with Wendy, or even how, you payed no mind to it and just played around with Wendy.

You walked silently beside Wendy as you two ventured off, away from camp to find a bit of food, twigs, and grass, maybe even some logs if either of you felt particularly crafty at some point and felt like making an axe.