Kassey was about to help assemble the s'mores and start handing them out when Billy stumbled into the campsite. She only remembered seeing him sitting a little ways from the water while they were all swimming, which wasn't unusual for him since he couldn't swim. Kass was thankful that Riley quickly removed the vodka bottle from his hand, like taking a sippy cup from a toddler. The last thing they needed was a nice little pyrotechnics show from an alcohol bottle. 

Kassey redirected her attention to the cooler and grabbed a bottle of water, walking over and handing it to Billy opposite of the crackers that got shoved in his other hand. [color=6ecff6]"Come on Billy, it's not so fun if you get so hammered that you don't remember anything."[/color] She said with a small, reassuring smile. [color=6ecff6]"Hydrate and get some of those crackers in you to soak up all that vodka, you'll thank us in the morning when you can actually get out of your tent."[/color] She patted him on the shoulder before returning to her place around the fire. 

Kassey was all for having a little fun and drinking, but getting trashed and waking up with a raging hangover wasn't part of the camping trip fun. As far as she knew, Billy hadn't ever acted out like that before. She wondered what was up with him, but asking him now probably wouldn't result in any concrete answers. 

Her head turned when a pair of howls came echoing through the woods towards them. [color=6ecff6]"Sounds like another pack is on the prowl tonight too,"[/color] she said with a smile.