03-24-2017, 03:52 PM
Stacy walked around the outskirts of the campsite picking up large and medium sized sticks and dead grasses for kindling. Despite the numerous trees it took her a while to gather a sufficient amount of branches to get a fire going. When she returned to the camp about 10 minutes later she stood dumbfounded for a moment. It looked like Carl had raided an entire outdoor supply store. Their campsite was now completely outfitted with a tent, lanterns, and fire pit. Where did he store all the stuff she wondered and Stacy had to admit that Carl must be a lot stronger than she thought to carry around not only her heavy duffle bag but also all this extra gear.
”I brought the firewood…” Stacy said, setting her heavy burden down next to the freshly dug hole she was careful not to dirty her skirt as she began setting up the campfire, kindling at the bottom followed by small sticks which she covered with larger pieces. Rooting around in her bag she located her lighter and set the pile ablaze. Sitting back she waited for the flames to catch before backing away.
”You must really like camping…” Stacy said to Carl, commenting on his gear. Either that or he was paranoid of “roughing it” in the wild though she didn't get that feeling from him. From all outward appearances, Stacy looked like a “girly girl” who would be afraid of getting dirty or wet, of bugs or other creepy crawlies, or sleeping outside under the stars without protection but in reality she was a strong girl who wouldn’t be cowed by new or scary circumstances. Most of her traveling so far had been done between towns, stopping at hotels along the way or sleeping in pokemon centers but on the few occasions she had slept outdoors she had come to enjoy laying in her sleeping bag and looking up at the stars, her pokemon cuddled around her as the all fell asleep together.
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