"Do you remember what happened last night?" Vexter wispered
"Of course I do!" Nathalie answered
Silence surrounded the two and Nathalie looked uncomfortably at Vexter. They were now crossing the brige. Vexter was looking at the Cottage. They had reached.
The Cottage wasn't that big, medium sized. There was another cottage nearby, a really small one. Probably used as the warehouse. There was a farm nearby. Nathalie wondered if the farm belonged to the owner of the farm.
Nathalie rang the bell and an orderly man answered.
"Didn't expect visitors, Jake! Any visitors supposed to come today?" The orderly man said in a sort of Texas accent
"Hello Mr, we're from nearby and your cottage caught our eyes so we thought to visit" Nathalie hurriedly said before they got kicked out
"Oh! Howdy fellas! Nice to hear you think my old cottage is nice! Come on in!"
The group entered the cottage. Not much was there to see. The Cottage was a lot like a normal house. One or two rooms. A small dining table, a sofa and blah blah blah. Just imagine a normal house would you?
"What are y'all doing here?" The man asked
"We live nearby and are here to see the lake, we'll leave soon" Natalie lied
The group looked confused why Nathalie had lied like that.
"I hadn't had visitors for a long time! I'm Hance Miller, y'all can call me Mr Miller"
"Nice to meet you Mr Miller" Felix joyfully said
"do you leave alone?" Tiana asked
"Yup! Sometimes my children visit, but that's very rare! Would you guys like something? Me have some crackers! An old man like me ain't that fancy!"
The old man chuckled
Mr Miller gave the group some crackers and bid goodbye to them.
When they reached the tents. All eyes were on Nathalie.
"Mind explaining?"
YOU ARE READING
The Camping Disaster
Pertualanganit's finally summer vacation! Nathalie decides to go on a camping trip with her friends. Just a normal camping trip....Right?
