Justin: Camp

"We might as well make a camp here." I exclaimed. No-one will be looking for us for ages, so it would be fine to stay here for a while. The winged-person shrugged. I started to collect bits of wood for fires and tents, and so did wing-girl.

"So," I said conversationally whilst we were putting together a tent for ourselves, "what's your name?"

"Allipsis." She replied.

"Oh, cool. I'm Justin." I introduced myself. We didn't speak for a while after that.

The End

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