They did, didn't they?
You lean against the wall of the dining hall, feeling the sun on your face and watching the campers laugh and run. This is what you're here for: to help them be happy.
As the kids finally finish working out all their energy and spray off the last of the melted popsicle goo they start to head back toward the cabin.
Then, on the path ahead of you, you hear the all-too-familiar sound of Justine yelling. "Get away from me!" she snaps at Sydney.
Sydney crosses her arms, puffing up with a scowl of righteous indignation. "I wasn't doing anything!" she protests.
"Yes, you did!" Justine retorts. "Why are you always there?"
Uh-oh. You had thought that Justine had gotten over her unhappiness at having to share a bunk with Sydney, but apparently not.