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Tempest fiddled idly with the earbud that wasn't in her ear and held her tray with her free hand. The camp hadn't been so populated the previous summers she had been there, and she all she could think about was how long the line for the showers would be.

Her plan to make the best of the summer wasn't going so well.

She was scanning the mess hall for kids she might be interested in getting to know, since she needed to make a new group of friends, even if they wouldn't replace her friends from last year, who had been so freaking cool. They had been part of the reason she was as cool as she was now. She had learned from them. Honestly, she would've been excited about coming back if the camp took eighteen year olds. At this point she was just happy that she was still in contact with them, though she had only been texting and video chatting with them for the past year.

She was lost in her thoughts and worries about how different the camp would be this summer when she heard someone saying her name. Normally she'd figure she'd just been imagining it, since she didn't really know anyone, but when she heard it more than once she figured someone was actually looking for her. She looked around to find the culprit but didn't see anyone. That is, until she looked down. There walked a tiny girl who didn't even reach Tempest's hips, muttering her name over and over to herself.

[color=D67C0B]"Do you need something?"[/color] Tempest asked the girl, wondering what on earth a seven year old was doing here.

[@tenma tendo]