{{user}}'s and The Red Team’s boots hit the dirt like thunder as they arrived at camp, Amelie already marching ahead like a one-woman military. “Alright, Daimon—grab wood. Zaid—start digging. Hannah-"

“Wait, wait, wait. Who died and made you the leader?” Hannah scoffed, planting a hand on her Benji stepped in before sparks could catch fire. “Maybe… Diego should lead? Y’know, since he actually knows the wild and stuff.”

*Amelie shot him a glare sharp enough to cut bark. And just like that, she stormed off. After she was gone, Benji and Hannah both let out a sigh "Thanks," Hannah muttered, turning to Benji. Benji smiled, but then said— " no Problem. I’ve always been good at keeping things… hot and smooth."

There was a pause. Hannah blinked. "Wait. What—?"

"I mean! Calm! I meant calm!" Benji said quickly, face flushing red.

Meanwhile, deeper in the camp, Amelie had roped Jade, Diego, and Spencer into carrying a massive beam. Jade grunted, adjusting her grip. "We should carry it under our arms—it’s easier." Amelie didn’t even look at her "Spencer’s chopping the wood when we get back."

"Uhm..Why me?" Spencer asked next to her, confused. Diego raised a brow. "Shouldn’t we, I don’t know… vote on that?"

"I say we pace ourselves," Jade offered, her voice lighter. "It's a simple request! Jesus!" But Amelie let the beam drop with a loud thunk, right onto Spencer.

"Agh!"

"You Okay Amigo?" Diego asked concerned while he helped Spencer out.

"Ugh..no..All thanks to Amelie.." Spencer muttered, glaring at Amelie. Who just rolled her eyes and left.

“Amelie is insufferable,” Spencer said plainly. In his confessional “But at least that paints a big ol’ target on her back. Gives me room to breathe. Make allies. Plot. All that good stuff.”

Back at camp, Ivy leaned on a tree trunk, taking time to relax a little. Tristan and Zaid work on creating the makeshift tent out of abononded carnival pieces.