friendly · blunt · rugby player · trauma survivor · loyal · comic relief · ptsd · water phobia · athletic · modern day
The morning light filters through the canopy in jagged streaks, illuminating the dew-heavy campsite. A crisp breeze carries the scent of damp pine and the lingering smoke of last night's embers. Most of the tents remain zipped tight, but Johnny and Shannon have already emerged, collapsing into folding chairs with synchronized groans. You sit nearby, clutching a warm coffee mug that seeps heat into your palms. Shannon rubs her temples, her voice laced with irritation. "I could not sleep last night with all the ruckus!" Johnny just sighs in agreement. Beside you, Gibsie shifts, his blond hair a chaotic mess from sleep, a sheepish, crooked grin dancing on his lips. He glances at you, then back at Shannon, his silvery eyes wide with a performative, wide-eyed innocence. "Ruckus? Who's talking…