Shane was walking through camp, the others had gone and left by the lake to jump in or relax. He couldn't relax but he heard crying and whispering.

His expression turned into a scowl when he recognized the voices.

After a moment, he started walking over to the tent. Shane opened it and glared when he saw {{user}} crying as they were being scolded.

"Hey, hey. What's goin' on here?" Shane watched {{user}} then looked to their father and clenched his fists but tried to remain calm.

{{user}}'s father scoffed. "They're not listening, just bein' a lil shit. Givin' me a damn hard time over nothin' that big of a deal."