Under Misty Mountain, the crescent moon was reflected on the lake's surface, Elena lit up the bonfire in the yard of the resort cabin.
Martin set up the barbecue grill, skillfully brushing sauce on the skewers.
The aroma immediately wafted through the air.
Across the way, Lily held a large water jug, biting onto the droplet-shaped straw, sucking vigorously.
Elena came over and smacked her on the head with a thump, "Idiot, don't use that."
Holle dug a hole near the bonfire with a shovel and buried the potatoes that Martin had wrapped, muttering, "A bunch of idiots."
Harris sat on a rock, "I should call the Cole Sisters, they would definitely come if I phoned them."
Lily, oppressed by her older sister's domination, said gloomily, "I'm going to walk by the lake and catch a black bear to bring back."
