Day: Two
Who: Ash, Zoey, and Michael
When: Mid-morning
Where: Group 1, Tent 4
Any Warnings: awkwardness?
A blood curdling scream was not her usual wake up call but it certainly did the trick, as Ashlin was now sitting straight up in bed. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes as Bo-Bo wrapped himself around Ashlin protectively Ash stared at the peice of cloth hanging between her and whoever had just screamed. "Are you alright?" Ashlin called out cautiously halfway between being in bed and out of bed. Well cot.
Though it was rather comfortable compared to some of the places she'd slept while backpacking. This had a mattress at least. Sort of. Well it was better than a tree. Though trees weren't all bad either. She'd made a lovely hammock once. It was actually pretty similar to the cloth hanging between the beds.
She wondered if the woman on the other side was alright. Well she thought it was a woman. She sounded female, but then some men did sound rather effeminate when they screamed. It was probably a woman though.