A brisk winter morning, after a night of drinking, partying and a most importantly a poorly thought out prank.
Beth Washington hums a tune as she makes some breakfast for the last of their partygoers. Which is a considerably easier task being as only five people remain out of the original ten. The remaining group composed of: the siblings Beth, Hannah, and Josh; and their friends, Sam and Chris.
The previous night the other five decided to pull a mean-spirited prank on Hannah, using her infatuation with another member of their group of friends, Mike.
Needless to say said crush was surely destroyed after the nights events, and possibly a number of friendships. Hannah although the more timid of they Washington sisters, was capable of being surprisingly intimidating, especially when she decided to grab her father's rifle from the storage. Using the (not loaded) weapon she threatened the guilty individuals out of their family's lodge, and into the cold of the winter storm.
"I told them to go stay in the shed, they're fine," Hannah stated to Sam, as they waited on breakfast.
Sam scrunches her nose, "You sure? It was storming pretty badly last night."
Hannah sipped coffee with an indifferent expression, "There are tarps and things out there, if they wanted to sleep in the lodge they should been a bit more mindful of where they were when pulling their little prank."
"Yeah," the blonde takes a drink from her own cup, "I guess."
"Serves them right," Beth speaking up as she placed two plates of food down in front of her sister and friend, "pulling that kind of shit on my sister, if it were me, I'd have loaded the gun."
The sound of groans draw their attention to the other side of the kitchen table where Chris and Josh were previously passed out.