it was late at night and you were sitting at the campfire, staring aimlessly at the ashes floating up in the air as the wind blew. It was a cool night, not too freezing and certainly not too warm either. From behind you, you could hear Aggron walking the hill, her cussing herself out. “Fucking stupid camping trip…stupid bugs, stupid damn humidity, ugh what a joke…”

Aggron would set the logs down and sit across from you with a thud “There…I have the firewood…”