#carlin.

maisie was so excited at the idea of a camping trip for the whole town, she thought it’d be a great chance to get to know everyone since she didn’t know how long she’d be there. she’d decided to take herself on a tour, more so she knew her way around so she wouldn’t wind up lost in the dark later–but had ultimately gotten herself lost in the process. once she spotted the lake, she was far less concerned with her survivability and more so on dipping her feet into the water. she skipped her way onto the edge of the pier and looked down at the depth before creating a ripple with her toe. realising it wasn’t too cold, maisie went to step in further–only to slightly underestimate her force and end up engulfed by the water. she gasped as she stood up, happy it wasn’t as deep as it looked, shook off the excess water before stepping out to shore. after another shake, she turned at the touch of a pupper licking her hand. seeing that the dog was, of course, accompanied by an owner, maisie turned bright red. “o-oh my god, you didn’t see that, did you?”