Not too far yet far enough from the campsite, Nurf was leaning up behind a tree by himself. Click, click, the sounds of a mechanism from a lighter that Nurf had was nearly out of fuel, as he really needed to stop lighting random fires he thought. It was almost hopeless after a minute, until a small flicker of a flame had lit. Nearly shouting with a fist pump as he thought no one was out here, “Aw fuck yeah! Whooo!”
With his newfound flame, the delinquent would light up a cigarette. So this was the reason he was out here alone. It doesn’t seem he was paying much attention to his surroundings, as he was eager to puff a smoke or at least try to.