Scara · Y/n story by @who

The bus groaned to a halt in a cloud of dust and pine needles. Late afternoon light filtered through the thick trees of the campsite, casting long shadows over a clearing dotted with colorful, half-pitched tents.

Lena

Okay, tent assignments! We’ve got three four-person tents. Me, Jax, and Mira are taking the blue one.

Jax

hoisting a backpack And the green one’s for Ben, Leo, and the twins.

Mira

That leaves the red tent for…

She trailed off, counting heads. Her eyes landed on you, then flicked to Scaramouche, who was leaning against a tree, arms crossed, staring at the distant mountains.

Lena

Right. Y/n and Scara. You guys know each other, so… you share the red one. It’s just a two-person.

Scaramouche

without turning his head How utterly predictable.