𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 | 𝑫𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒆 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

₊· ͟͟͞͞➳The Trip From Hell

—Day Of Camping Trip—

The morning sunlight streamed through your window as you meticulously folded clothes into your suitcase.
It was the day of the dreaded work trip—three long days at a campground cabin.

When you first told your parents about it, they were hesitant,
worried about the setup and the vague reasoning behind it.
But here you were, packing anyway. As you shoved another hoodie into the corner of your suitcase, your phone buzzed loudly on the bedside table.

"Hello?"
you answered, holding the phone to your ear while sifting through your drawers for socks.

"Yo! Ready for this trip or what?" Daisuke's voice boomed through the line, his excitement contagious even through the phone.

You couldn't help but smirk.

"Ready? That's a strong word.
I'm packing, though. What about you?"

"Packed and good to go! I even found my hiking boots—well, kinda.
They're old, but they'll do.
You know, in case Curly throws us into some crazy survival training,"
he joked, his laughter following shortly after.

"Hiking boots? Bold of you to think we'll have time for a hike between all the mandatory labor,"
you teased, stuffing a pair of sneakers into your suitcase.

"Hey, hey, don't knock it!
What if we finish early? We can totally sneak away. I was thinking about it—what if we find a spot for fishing or swimming? Or we can even pull a prank on Jimmy.
Dude deserves it after all the shit he's been pulling,"
Daisuke said, his tone brimming with ideas.

You paused thinking it over,
sitting on the edge of your bed.

"That sounds... peaceful.
And a prank on Jimmy?
Risky, but I'm down."

"Yup! you and I are gonna team up.
He can't mess with you if I'm around," Daisuke said, his voice taking on a more serious tone.

"Speaking of which, don't let him ruin the trip for you. We're gonna make this as fun as possible, okay?"

You hesitated before replying, leaning back into the pillows on your bed.

"I guess. It's just... three days stuck with all these people, in the middle of nowhere. It's giving 'reality TV gone wrong' vibes, you know?"

"Yeah, I get that. But hey, think about the stories we'll have afterward!
And if it's awful, we can always bribe Swansea to 'accidentally' set the grill on fire and cut the trip short."

"You're terrible."
You snorted at the mental image.

"I'm resourceful. Big difference."

"Alright, Daisuke. What's one thing you're actually looking forward to, aside from messing with Jimmy?"

"Hmm..."
He paused for dramatic effect. "S'mores. Classic campfire vibes, you know? Sitting under the stars, roasting marshmallows. And, if we're lucky, maybe we can spot some wildlife."

"Yeah Dai—I think s'mores sound nice, but let's just hope we don't burn the damn marshmallows like the cookie's we made."

"No promises."