who: @hudscnwilliams where: campsite when: Saturday morning
Mads had spent the night doing... well, she kinda doesn’t remember really but it was just a signifier of a good night. At least for now, the rest of them can pretend they just don’t hate one another. She can pretend she doesn’t see Harry pulling back, only to act as if everything was fine after she didn’t get Lady Macbeth.
It’s easy to pretend.
What she wasn’t pretending right now was her hunger. Stumbling out of the tent, she got somewhat dressed and smelled the strong whiff of bacon coming from the main area. She grinned as she sees Hudson, yawning and rubbing her eyes as she made her way over. “Hey, Scottish king.” She rubs her cheek, sitting nearby with hungry eyes on his food. “Want a breakfast buddy? The only thing is you gotta make me something.”