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"It was a fox," Harry states firmly.
"That," Louis points wildly to his tent — or what once used to be his tent — "was no fucking fox. Just look at it!"
"I am," Harry says, throwing his hands in the air in frustration, "but I’m not giving into the stupid idea that a monster did this. Monsters," he inhales deeply, fixing Louis with a pointed glare, "do not, and I repeat, do not fucking exist."
or the one where Louis has the brilliant idea to go camping alone and unprepared. Luckily, he meets Harry, who is very much prepared and happy to help out. Unluckily, they aren’t as alone as they think they are.
aka the spontaneous camping trip from hell.