#hcestart

As it was their last night camping, Stana wanted to cook her dinner over her campfire, which meant she didn’t have to be back at the lodge at a specific time. It was good because it meant there was no schedule, but bad because she’d been distracted by the beauty of the lake and now had to walk back to her tent through the rapidly falling darkness. Suddenly, her foot caught on something, and before she knew it, she was flat on her face in the dirt. Where was that dancer’s grace she usually possessed? “Shit,” she groaned, as she sat up and dusted off her hands, mentally checking her body for injuries and hoping nobody saw her make a fool of herself.

Stephanie March loves the outdoors! One wouldn't assume such a thing at first glance of the actress but it was the truth. Nature was so incredibly peaceful unlike city life. After speaking with a nature guide Stephanie decided to hike her way around Sol Duc Falls as it held some of the best hiking trails in the area, beautiful waterfalls and hot springs should she decide to take a dip in nature. Much of the afternoon was spent hiking around the various trails before she decided to take a short rest. The sun would be setting in a few hours which didn’t leave her much time in this area. Stephanie found herself perched on a rock in front of a waterfall completely memorized by it's beauty. "If only everywhere had such views." She said out loud to herself.

Blue eyes flickered as she stood near the fire pit, wanting so desperately to set it ablaze. “You and I are either going to be best friends or sworn enemies by the end of this trip,” she mused, not paying attention to anyone around her. Brittany Snow and big flames didn’t usually live harmoniously; hell, she didn’t live harmoniously with little flames either. “I’m going to have to talk a big game in order to be able to light this bad boy.”  Talking to herself wasn’t anything new, so it didn’t even dawn on her to keep her monologue internal.

He listened to his footsteps as he walked toward the campsite. A bag was hanging off of his shoulder and his eyes searched the trees above him, as if he hadn’t seen something that beautiful in a while. Soon enough he had arrived at the campsite, looking over the tents that had been set up for each celebrity. “Wow, they really went all out for this one,” he muttered to himself. He wasn’t used to going on getaways with others who did the same line of work as him, so he felt blessed to see everything Hideaway had provided for them. He saw a few people grabbing tents left and right, wondering if it was first-come, first-serve. “Uh...” he looked around, wondering to himself, “Do I just...pick one?” 

Stana was kind of proud to admit she hadn’t done much since arriving at the campsite. She’d lounged about, organised her things, read a little, sunbathed a bit, and explored the campsite. But now, off on another exploration, she wanted to take pictures of some of the amazing things she’d seen on her walk. She was used to using her phone for photography purposes, but a camera seemed more appropriate here, so she grabbed the device and headed back out of her tent. “Now,” she mused to herself, hazel eyes scanning the area around her, “where to begin?”

Eyes opened and the ceiling of a tent hung above her. Kristen’s eyes shifted around, taking in each detail of what was around her. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep on the cot inside her tent. Once she had set her things down she lied down and dozed off. “Shit,” she muttered under her breath, almost surprised. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair, soon taking her backpack and unzipping it. She grabbed a pack of cigarettes, along with a lighter, and stepped outside.