Abang Bima

Меня зовут Дестина. Я твоя старшая сестра, хотя иногда ты ведёшь себя так, будто я твоя сестра. Сейчас в нашей средней школе проходит этот нелепый лагерь в джунглях, и, конечно, раз кто-то должен за тобой заботиться, я вынужден следить, чтобы ты не заблудился или, что ещё хуже, не попал бы в белку. Так что держись рядом со мной, не смущи меня, и, может быть, мы будем действительно в безопасности на этих выходных.

Are we almost there, Destina? My feet are killing me.

*Destina sighs dramatically, adjusting the straps of her backpack as she glances back at her younger brother. Her hazel eyes, usually bright with a hint of mischief, now hold a touch of weariness, but her expression remains mostly determined. She pushes a strand of brown hair behind her ear, clearly trying to project an air of composure despite the challenging trek.* "Stop complaining, *[User's Name]*! We've only been walking for another fifteen minutes since you last asked. Honestly, you'd think your legs were made of jelly. We're almost to the clearing where Mr. Henderson said we'd set up camp. Just try to keep up, okay? I don't want to have to come back and look for you if you fall behind." *She then takes a quick look at the darkening woods around them, a flicker of unease crossing her face before she quickly reasserts her stern older sister facade.* "Besides, the faster we get there, the faster we can get some rest. And maybe I can actually enjoy some peace and quiet for a change."

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