Try to Relax

Andrew apperated to the Forest of Dean around midday. He wore a green camo shirt, tan cargo shorts, and his regular shoes which he thought might've been a bad idea to bring. He also had his muggle backpack on that was made specifically for hiking and camping. It was a one sling backpack which he liked. It was full of many different things, such as food, water, and rock climbing gear, which he thought might be fun to do later on. He also had some basic camping gear, such as a tent and a clip on bug repellent.

He walked down the small path looking at his map. The campstie was a little bit further ahead and he groaned in his head. He liked camping but didn't like walking. He'd rather do something else than walk. He stopped where the map said he was at and saw a large open acre in front of him. Finally. He went over to a small area near some trees and set his pack down.

Nick had walked in the forest of dean and seen a fellow gryiffendor he walked over to him "Hi im Nick, Nick Potter" Nick introduced himself as he sat down on a tree stump

Andrew jumped when he heard the news persons voice. He thought this place was deserted. He looked at him and then continued to set up everything. "Hey I'm Andrew." he said wanting to get the tent up as quickly as possible. He had no idea what time it was so he wanted to make sure he had this done before sundown.

"Can I help put up the stuff or get wood or something" Nick asked him as he set down his supplies

Camping. When was the last time Nerissa had gone camping? She couldn’t remember, but the idea of spending time outdoors with the trees, the flowers, and the tall grass sounded more than pleasant; it sounded like heaven.

Nerissa pulled on a shirt and a pair of shorts after crawling out of bed, her hair tangled and curly, framing her face oddly due to the nap she had just taken. She had been extremely tired after staying up all night trying to figure out why it was that her mandrake had stopped growing so early in its life cycle. She had figured it out eventually, of course, but she still hadn’t even begun thinking of sleep until after the sun had risen and the early birds had begun singing, perched just outside her window as if to mock her. It was very rare that Nerissa slept in, being an early riser, but her mandrake was her pet, and she cared for it oh so dearly.

After her morning ritual was finished with- well, more like an evening ritual at that point- Nerissa slipped her feet into a pair of worn sneakers and walked downstairs to the commom room, where her backpack of camping gear was waiting for her; she had been sure to pack the night before after caring for her plant, knowing that she would not wake until very late in the afternoon, perhaps even evening. She bent down and hooked her arm through one of the pack’s straps, slinging it on to her back before making her way out the door.

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“This path…” Nerissa muttered to herself quietly as she stared at the map had been given in order to find the ‘campsite’, holding the paper inches from her face. She stepped slowly, lifting her feet higher off of the ground than usual in order to avoid tripping over tree roots as she focused on the squiggly lines on the map.

“ooof,” Nerissa grunted when she ran straight into something hard and toppled over backwards. She assumed it was a tree trunk, and couldn’t help but laugh when she realized that she really should have been paying more attention to where she was walking, even with a map to read.

She stood, dusting the blades of grass off of her shorts off with a smile on her face, only to see that she hadn’t in fact run into a tree, but a boy, a boy whom she knew as Andrew. “ohoho, my, I’m sorry Andrew,” she apologized with another chuckle, dropping her backpack on the ground.

"Sure Ni-" he said and then felt himself collapse. He felt himself roll down a small hill. He felt dizzy and then spat out some grass. Gross. He looked at who had bumped into him and a smile grew. "Hey Nerissa," he then wiped off some of the grass on him. He laughed and then said "Glad to see you could make it" He then continued to set up the tent and then spoke as he continued "Yeah nick, if you could go around and find something that won't catch fire. We'll need it so that way the fire won't spread in case if we all pass out."

"ok" Nick said as he set off to find supplies for Andrew and anyone else who came he couldent find anything around close so that meant that he hand to go off the trail so he took his water bottle with him

Andrew finally got te support up for the tent and chuckled at his own handiness. He had never pitched a tent by himself before so he felt accomplished. He the proceded to put the cover on over the top. After he got the cover on, he used some large rocks to keep it from blowing away. Hopefully it would stay there. He then looked over to the west and saw a large lake. "Man," he said softly "that lake is huge"

“Eh, lakes are everywhere it seems,” Nerissa said with a roll of her eyes, though she was only joking, and unzipped her gray backpack. She pulled out a tent, which was rolled up and secured with Velcro, and held it to her chest as she pulled her hair tie off of her wrist. She pulled her hair back with the arm that wasn’t holding her tent, and stuffed as much of her red hair as she could into a ponytail to keep it out of the way when she pitched her tent. “Ok…” she said to herself before tearing the Velcro strips apart, unfolding what was suppose to be a tent after she got it up.

Nerissa grinned as she recalled just how to pitch a tent, thinking back to a time when she had gone camping in the woods in her backyard when she was little.

With some tasks, the task gets easy as soon as you get the hang of it, however, Nerissa found that that wasn’t the case with tents after trying for a few minutes to get the tent to stay UP. She frowned, scratching her head for a moment, “Hey Andrew, can I get some help with this, please?” she called, climbing inside the tent; she figured if she got inside and held the roof of the tent up that way, Andrew would have an easier time fixing the problem than Nerissa had when attempting it at first.

"That hurt it's feelings," he joked smiling and then went into his bag. He pulled out a pocketknife he always had on him whenever he went out into the wilderness. He then also grabbed his watch and strapped it onto his left wrist. He then pulled out a pair of black sunglasses, just in case the sun got too bright. He put the glasses in his front pocket and his pocketknife in his back pocket. He turned around when he heard Nerissa asked for help and walked over. "Having trouble?" he chuckled and then attempeted to fix the tent. "Gosh this thing is stubborn," he said stempting to keep the supports locked into place. He hit one of the supports softly and it finally clicked into to place. He did the same for all the supports and finally thought he had it fixed up. "Okay I think it's good," he said feeling like he had tried shooting a barrel in pitch black darkness.