The two friends got out and stretched, admiring the beauty of nature around them. Steve was right, the place was definitely beautiful. A few trees were scattered about the foot of a huge, not-very-steep-from-that-side mountain, which Jesse assumed they were going to hike around. Birds were chirping all around them, the breeze fluttered through their hair, and Jesse thought he heard a waterfall in the distance.
Jesse retrieved his stuff from the back of Steve's truck and asked him, "So where are we setting up camp?"
Steve also loaded his stuff on his back, took one look at a very loaded down Jesse and nearly burst into laughter. "I thought I told you to pack light!"
Jesse gave his innocent, dejected look. "I did! You won't find anything short of necessities in any of my belongings!"
Steve glared at the cute little smug look on his friend's face and roughly opened the pack on his back, almost knocking the smaller man to the ground. He rummaged around for a second before retrieving an odd-feeling object. "A radiator heater?! Honestly Jess, have you ever heard of fire?"
Jesse protectively grabbed the clunky, yet compact, radiator. "I'll have you know this is the finest quality Miniature Battery-Powered Kenmore Radiator Heater." He continued, despite Steve's look of exasperation. "What if it rains? You can't very well light a fire in the rain!"
"Leave it," Steve ordered.
Jesse reluctantly dropped it in Steve's truck bed. After a thorough search through Jesse's backpack, the heater was not alone in the bed of the truck. Steve had persuaded Jesse to part with about 70 pounds worth of useless junk, amongst which there were a mini television and a lava lamp, both battery powered.
Jesse, not wanting to admit that he did, indeed, feel about 70 pounds lighter, rearranged his pack on his back and was again almost knocked off balance when Steve zipped it up. "I just know we're going to end up needing those fold-up crutches," he muttered. "Why were you so adamant around packing light? It's not like we're climbing a mountain or anything." The sparkling smile gradually vanished from Jesse's face as Steve nodded.
"It's not as bad as it looks," Steve said reassuringly.
"Yeah, that's what they said about open heart surgery," Jesse grumbled grimly. "Can I at least get my laptop?"
"Come on, Jess." Steve rolled his eyes and decided that this was going to be a very long weekend.
Jesse retrieved his stuff from the back of Steve's truck and asked him, "So where are we setting up camp?"
Steve also loaded his stuff on his back, took one look at a very loaded down Jesse and nearly burst into laughter. "I thought I told you to pack light!"
Jesse gave his innocent, dejected look. "I did! You won't find anything short of necessities in any of my belongings!"
Steve glared at the cute little smug look on his friend's face and roughly opened the pack on his back, almost knocking the smaller man to the ground. He rummaged around for a second before retrieving an odd-feeling object. "A radiator heater?! Honestly Jess, have you ever heard of fire?"
Jesse protectively grabbed the clunky, yet compact, radiator. "I'll have you know this is the finest quality Miniature Battery-Powered Kenmore Radiator Heater." He continued, despite Steve's look of exasperation. "What if it rains? You can't very well light a fire in the rain!"
"Leave it," Steve ordered.
Jesse reluctantly dropped it in Steve's truck bed. After a thorough search through Jesse's backpack, the heater was not alone in the bed of the truck. Steve had persuaded Jesse to part with about 70 pounds worth of useless junk, amongst which there were a mini television and a lava lamp, both battery powered.
Jesse, not wanting to admit that he did, indeed, feel about 70 pounds lighter, rearranged his pack on his back and was again almost knocked off balance when Steve zipped it up. "I just know we're going to end up needing those fold-up crutches," he muttered. "Why were you so adamant around packing light? It's not like we're climbing a mountain or anything." The sparkling smile gradually vanished from Jesse's face as Steve nodded.
"It's not as bad as it looks," Steve said reassuringly.
"Yeah, that's what they said about open heart surgery," Jesse grumbled grimly. "Can I at least get my laptop?"
"Come on, Jess." Steve rolled his eyes and decided that this was going to be a very long weekend.