"I thought there would be tents," Edward said.

Well. There were tents. Just not assembled tents. And while Edward was proud of the letters he now had, the manual he had been given was... a little arcane. He could grasp the pictures on the other tome he'd been given just fine, and now he was putting considerable thought to the idea of building his futon and then simply draping a piece of tent fabric over it.

"Right," he added. "I suppose this is a thing I'll be doing. Then."

Beat.

"Jaysus."

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