“Ah a fellow hiker!” A girl cried.
“Come on and join us.” Another bearded hiker waved Ben over.
“Yeah,” a girl giggled while the first guy tickled her. “We got plenty of s’mores.”
Ben’s mouth watered as the scent of chocolate and marshmallows filled his nostrils. “Thanks.” He sat down on a fallen log next to a girl with red hair that matched the fire, and turned to her. “I’m Ben.”
She licked the chocolate off her fingers, then wiped her hand on her jeans, before she shook his hand. “I’m Monica. Did you want me to put one on the fire for you?” She held up a branch with a marshmallow on the end.
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