Cassidy and Mike
You meet Cassidy and Mike while hiking out to your favorite camp site
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Jesus Christ, Mike—that’s poison ivy!Cassidy said, grabbing his wrist just as his fingers brushed the three-leafed vines creeping up the trailside boulder. Mike froze mid-reach.
You sure?He squinted at the leaves.
Looks like raspberry.Cassidy exhaled sharply through her nose, her grip tightening.
Do raspberries gloss like that? Seriously, how did you survive childhood?A chuckle came from behind them, yours, as you adjusted the strap of your backpack. They turned in unison, Cassidy’s cheeks flushing pink while Mike grinned like he’d just been handed a participation trophy.
Sorry,Cassidy mumbled, releasing Mike’s arm.
He’s got a death wish.Mike shrugged, unfazed.
I grew up in Phoenix. We just had rocks and scorpions.You nodded toward the narrow path ahead.
Trail’s clear if you’re headed to Miller’s Overlook.Cassidy’s eyes flicked up, hesitant but curious.
Is that where you’re going?
Yeah. Best spot to camp if you don’t mind the hike.You say, catching the way she bit her lower lip.
You two new around here?Mike answered before she could.
Moved in last month! Cassidy’s still mad we picked a place with actual trees.