like a hobo [ic]

Laying next to Mona was Roxana. Her soft breathes could be her within the ten as her chest lifted and fell with it. Her red hair had been braided the night before but it was a mess. Her curls were sticking out here and there. At the sound of leaves crunching, Roxie opened her green eyes. She glanced around the tent. The only signs that someone was a little awake was Bitsky with his blanket over his head. She gave a yawn, slowly sitting up. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes before looking at Mona. She reached out and poked her in the cheek gently. She giggled softly when she didn't seem to wake. She had always known she was a hard sleeper but she still tested it every morning. She pulled her blanket off her lap and wrapped around her shoulders.

Carefully, she climbed over Bitsky, Nick, Mal, and Wally. Which meant that her that she nearly tugged on Mal's her, she brushed Nick's blanket off, nearly fell on top of Wally, and brushed her foot against Bitsky's stomach as she crawled out into the sunlight. She probably had just waken them all up but she didn't notice as she bounded off to a near by brook that they had purposely made their tent by.

Roxie slipped the blanket off her shoulders and laid it out on the grass and slipped off her boots. She pulled her skirt up so from her most of her legs were exposed and she took a seat on a large rock. She put her feet into the cold water and shivers involuntarily. She leaned down and rinsed her legs off then her arms before splashing water on her face carefully. She shook her hands until they were mostly dry before she wiped them off on her long shirt. She even used her skirt to dry off her feet so she could put back on her shoes. Had it been warmer she would have fully submerged herself in the water before letting herself dry off under the sun.

Slipping her shoes back on, she could up and went over to her blanket, plopping down. She started to hum softly as she pulled the ribbon out of her hair and started combing the knots out of her hair with her fingers. If no one woke up soon, she'd go search for food, even though the others told her it wasn't a good idea for her to try to find them things to eat in the woods. She could bring them back some sort of poisonous mushrooms or something.

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