[h3][i]The previous night...[/i][/h3]
"Alright, I've got some food in the tupperware in the fridge for you. Don't forget to eat it on the right time and...-"

The boy watched with a tired expression, as his sister scrambled around the kitchen showing him the various foods within the fridge and cupboards as if he had never lived in his own home before. However, he didn't bother commenting, instead, he let the girl fret as she listed out the items and when they should be eaten and [i]how[/i] they should be eaten.

"-id you get all that?" The sister turned around to face her brother, and Nate would've laughed at the way Amy's face scrunched up if he hadn't known what was going to happen next.

"Nate! You need to listen to me," Amy sighed, leaning towards the counter in front of him tiredly, "I'm going to be gone a week and you're going to be all alone-"

"I've still got mum and dad." Nate reminded her.

"Yes, you have mum and dad," she gave him a pointed look, "but what if something happens to them? You still need to take care of yourself regardless."

"You're only going for a week! C'mon, loosen up!" Nate pouted, sliding off of his seat as he followed his sister to her room. "You're going to end up being a sourpuss!"

"Ha ha." Amy scrunched her face again, and Nate laughed as he launched himself onto her previously made bed. "Hey! Careful!" 

"Sourpuss!"

"Shut up!"

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[h3][i]Now...[/i][/h3]
Sitting on the other side of Quinn, Amy waited for everyone else to grab the snacks first before she took a marshmellow and a stick. "Thanks," she gave Quinn a bright smile and a nod, and she began sticking the marshmellow onto the stick before directing it towards the fire, leaving enough space between her stick and the fire. "We could try with the cheesy old scary stories 'round the campfire." Amy suggested as a joke.