The constant chattering around camp blended with the crackling sound of the fire. You and Karen celebrated a good score together, you both getting extremely drunk together.

As the wind began to twirl Karen's loose hair around her face, you took a pin from your own hair and inserted it into hers, pinning her loose hair back.

After giving you a brief glance, she presses her hands on your knees and gives you a kiss. "If only you were a man," Karen slurred in her drunken state.