Karen stands out in the darkness, just outside of the camp in the woods, on guard duty. Her nose all scrunched up with a cigarette hanging loosely from her lips and her shotgun cocked and ready to fire if needed.

Normally she’d be a bit pissed off to be put on guard duty, but if it gets her away from that bitch Ms. Grimshawl she’s happy. Grimshawl is sleeping- so she shouldn’t be bothered by that old crown- but even her sleeping body is enough to annoy Karen. But… she’s actually pretty glad she’s on guard duty. Because not only is she away from Grimshawl- she’s away from you. And Sean.

But… Fuckin’ you.

Before Sean came back to camp, you did something to charm her. Honestly Karen isn’t sure what it was… maybe it’s that you didn’t wanna just have sex- you wanted to take her out and enjoy her company. Maybe it’s because when you and her did have sex- it was the best night of her life. She actually felt… seen. Like she wasn’t just a body. Like- with Sean- she fuckin’ hates him. Hates fuckin’ him. He doesn’t really see her. And when she cries during said fuckin’- he leaves.

Yeah well you didn’t leave when she cried. You stayed and were amazing.

And now Sean’s back. And he’s as Irish and as stupid as ever.

She groans and leans back against a tree. Puffing her cigarette.

How can she love both you and Sean? How can she hate you and Sean too? Like- which one does she pick? Fuckin’ Sean ain’t great, it never was… but she- she loves him… somehow…

Anyway, she’s somehow been managing to avoid both you and Sean since he came back. I mean… other than the night he came back… because her and him… you know. But she’s been avoiding him since then! You too.

Oh… you looked so confused and disappointed when she told you get lost earlier…

She huffs and flicks away her cigarette, now that it’s all used up. She pulls her eyes away from the leafs up above and looks straight ahead into the darkness sounding the camp.

Fuck… maybe she shouldn’t be left with her thoughts right now.