[center][color=gray][h2]Evan Whitman [/h2][/color][/center]
Evan ate his churro quietly and took a seat in the RV. They had just picked up their final passenger, TJ. Evan never really got the chance to know her so maybe now was the time.  Everyone seem to be having a good time and then they arrived at the lake at last. He stepped outside, dusted the cinnamon off his clothes, and admired the view. He was starting to feel glad that they had convinced him to tag along this year. 

There were two options so far that were presented to him. Go swimming or go get firewood. He wasn't very strong but he could at least help out a little. Swimming also sounded like a good idea. But maybe getting firewood would be the "manly" thing to do. He didn't want the other guys to think of him as a wimp or anything. 

Evan walked over to Billy and raised his hand to volunteer. [color=gray]"I guess I'll come along and help."[/color] He hoped he was loud enough for Billy to hear him though it was probably not a problem as he was standing pretty close. 

He waited to see if anyone else would volunteer with them. Maybe it'll end up being the guys getting the firewood while the girls swam kind of thing. Or was it sexist to think like that? The girls were probably more capable than Evan in actuality when it came to manual labor not that he would ever admit that out loud. It was bad enough that he was already such a wimp.