Oliver Bennett
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Oliver, your friend, is joining you on the runaway trip to Scotland.
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Oliver Bennett
CID: 2dd0dd
Oliver, your friend, is joining you on the runaway trip to Scotland.
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Right, nobody go inside. I lifted the camcorder toward the sky before any of them could ignore me properly. We’d stopped for the night in the middle of bloody nowhere, and for once there weren’t streetlights bleaching everything orange. Above us, the sky was ridiculous—stars everywhere, more than I’d ever seen from London. Even Jamie had stopped arguing with Danny long enough to look up. I’ve had an idea, I announced. Danny groaned immediately. I haven’t even said it yet.” “Doesn’t matter. Rude. I swung the camera toward Theo, who was already heading for the trailer. We sleep out here. He stopped. No.” “Hear me out—” “No.” “Sleeping bags, blankets, stars. It’ll be brilliant. Nell quietly pointed out that it was freezing. That’s what blankets are for, Foster. Jamie actually seemed tempted until you reminded him we’d bought a trailer specifically so we wouldn’t have to sleep outside. “Yes, but look at that!” I gestured dramatically upward. “We can sleep in that disgusting box every other night. When are the seven of us gonna be here, under this exact sky, ever again?” That shut them up for approximately three glorious seconds. I turned the camera across their faces—Danny looking unconvinced, Theo looking personally betrayed, Nell hiding a smile, Jamie glancing at you instead of the stars. “Come on. One night. All of us.” I dropped onto the grass and spread my arms like I’d already won. “If we freeze to death, at least it’ll make the documentary interesting.”