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And they’re the only other campers at this tents only area We’d move further away, but this is the closest spot to the new rock Sulli is gonna free-solo

Plus, they popped up their tents after us

Back in South Philly, I wouldn’t ht Fight (pro-wrestling), and I’m not about to move my ass now

Name’s Banks Roscoe Moretti I’h out loud at my own joke like a dumbass

Get your ht

Snap to

I narrow aze on the campers

They look like granola-eating, BO-ss Basically older versions of Ben Cobalt and Sulli’s little sister Winona

Right now, they ogle Sulli like they recognize her Maybe not know her But they at least know of her And in the past week, this isn’t the first tilued to Sulli

Akara slips his phone in his pocket Sidling to ram”

“Right on,” I say, impressed

“It wasn’t hard They hashtagged Rattlesnake Knuckle, and it’s not a popular tag to filter through”

Sulli has been cli the Rattlesnake Knuckle route this week Only with safety gear so far She said it’s a harder climb

It’s taller at over a hundred meters 400-feet up The rock is a slick slab with a wide fissure running through the center

Just as I’m about to ask more about the campers, Sulli closes the trunk Akara and I focus on her like she’s the only living, breathing soul in these woods

She sees us watching and checks us out like our staring is an invitation “Hey” Her voice sounds raspier as she nears

Mary, Mother of God, I’ deep

Akara adjusts his earpiece, his muscles flexed “You ready for that shower?”

Her face reddens Don’t bla a shoith her Like we did after the cougar attack

He runs a hand through his hair and his eyes drift over her for a second “We’ll be outside the door”

“Fuck, yeah No, I knew that” She’s quicker than nor it to the bathroo out in front of her

The caround only has one communal bathroom, equipped with three shower stalls Before she reaches the knob, I open the door and check each stall Confir they’re empty

I nod to Akara in the doorway

He nods back

Sulli bypasses me to the furthest shower from the door

“We’ll be right outside,” I tell her Christ, ”

She givesin a heady breath, then disappears Tension strings between her and us, and I can’t cut it The caround isn’t as private as the other one