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Title: The Camping Trip
Character: Shaun Murphey, Leah Dilallo
Word Count: 317
Prompt: rain
Finished: 19.01.2023
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Leah turned the radio off and sighed. „It's supposed to rain this weekend,“ she said. „I'm afraid we won't go camping on Friday.“
Shaun looked up from his book. „Why not?“
„It's supposed to rain,“ Leah repeated,“ the weather channel says.“
„This is good. It was way too waterless during the last weeks.“
„Maybe. But we can't go camping.“
„Why not?“
„Shaun, do you listen to me? We can't go camping when it's supposed to rain cats and dogs.“ Leah had a hard moment fighting her impatience; she knew it was not fair, because nothing of it was Shaun's fault. But she felt so disappointed. „This would not be fun.“
„I did go camping with Steve once, and there was a severe storm. But Steve told me there was no reason to be afraid. We had salted peanuts and some juice, Steve had sneaked out of the pantry. It was cold, but Steve pulled the blanket around me to keep me warm.“ Shaun paused, looking sad, as always, when he remembered the old times with his brother. Then his eyes fell on Leah again, who had listened in silence. „Don't you like salted peanuts?“
„Yes, I do. But when I go camping, I want a campfire and roasted marshmallows. I want to sit on an old wooden trunk, watch the stars. Maybe we could even go swimming in the lake. Not when it's raining, though.“
He kept quiet for a while, and finally, he nodded slowly. „I understand. Then, we will better go camping another time. Would you like to go to the bar on Friday? I guess we can sing karaoke even when it's raining.“
Leah smiled. „This sounds like a good plan,“ she agreed. Actually, it wasn't important what they were doing on Shaun's first free weekend in two months, as long as they were doing it together.
Character: Shaun Murphey, Leah Dilallo
Word Count: 317
Prompt: rain
Finished: 19.01.2023
:::
Leah turned the radio off and sighed. „It's supposed to rain this weekend,“ she said. „I'm afraid we won't go camping on Friday.“
Shaun looked up from his book. „Why not?“
„It's supposed to rain,“ Leah repeated,“ the weather channel says.“
„This is good. It was way too waterless during the last weeks.“
„Maybe. But we can't go camping.“
„Why not?“
„Shaun, do you listen to me? We can't go camping when it's supposed to rain cats and dogs.“ Leah had a hard moment fighting her impatience; she knew it was not fair, because nothing of it was Shaun's fault. But she felt so disappointed. „This would not be fun.“
„I did go camping with Steve once, and there was a severe storm. But Steve told me there was no reason to be afraid. We had salted peanuts and some juice, Steve had sneaked out of the pantry. It was cold, but Steve pulled the blanket around me to keep me warm.“ Shaun paused, looking sad, as always, when he remembered the old times with his brother. Then his eyes fell on Leah again, who had listened in silence. „Don't you like salted peanuts?“
„Yes, I do. But when I go camping, I want a campfire and roasted marshmallows. I want to sit on an old wooden trunk, watch the stars. Maybe we could even go swimming in the lake. Not when it's raining, though.“
He kept quiet for a while, and finally, he nodded slowly. „I understand. Then, we will better go camping another time. Would you like to go to the bar on Friday? I guess we can sing karaoke even when it's raining.“
Leah smiled. „This sounds like a good plan,“ she agreed. Actually, it wasn't important what they were doing on Shaun's first free weekend in two months, as long as they were doing it together.