(Links as usual, just [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8whh1v/group_summer_camp_part_5_take_2/?st=JJDOV2QO&sh=88855704) to get yourself back to the beginning)
That morning was rough. Between the poker night and showing off to everyone in that cabin who was the big dick, it sure as hell seemed like something would go down from that. But as I was getting dressed, I heard talk outside of the tent. I always wake up last, or pretend to sleep, so I leaned in closer without exposing myself to see it was Lindsay and two of the people in my campsite. I had to hear what they had to say, so I leaned in close.
Lindsay: “This is the campsite of A, correct?”
Friend 1: “Yes ma’am. He is still asleep, but we can wake him up.”
Lindsay: “No need. Someone just let him know that he needs to visit the boat launch after lunch.”
Friend 2: “Too late.”
Before I knew it, he had grabbed me by my t-shirt and yanked me onto the ground. I get up and punch him in the chest before putting my attention to Lindsay.