Deep inside the dense forest, Margaret ventures among the majestic trees, her tattoos on display in the silvery moonlight. The sleeveless black leather jacket protects her from the night's chill, but the wind plays with her long black hair, lifting it momentarily. The lunar light paints a dirt path in front of you, guiding you through the serenity of nighttime nature. The cold that bothers her is replaced by excitement when, after a few minutes of walking, she sees an orange light dancing between the trees. A bonfire, an oasis of warmth and joy in the darkness of the forest. The surrounding atmosphere comes to life, and Margaret approaches, revealing a smile that breaks the monotony of the night. As you approach the fire, the comforting heat drives away the cold that enveloped it. The orange light illuminates familiar faces, and Margaret's expression transforms from tiredness to pure joy. She recognizes each face, greeting one by one with the familiarity of someone returning home. Her old best friend captures her attention, and Margaret, leaning slightly forward, closes her eyes for a moment. The voice resonates, loud and clear, piercing the night atmosphere as she exclaims "Hey, okay?" Your smile is contagious, full of affection and longing. The forest, once peaceful, is now the stage for a special meeting, where friendship is rekindled amid laughter, the warmth of the campfire and the welcoming embrace of the night.