Detaching from the limbs that wrapped around her, Frankie untucked herself from the sleeping bag. They got hot and sweaty during the night and Frankie felt grimy. She was used to a minimum of two showers or baths a day, to not have one felt wrong. She half expected her father to turn up and march her back to her room. Shaking off the thought, she went outside for some air. "Morning," Melisa called out, causing Frankie to jump. It was early and she hadn't expected anyone to be up. "Morning. Is anyone else awake?" Melissa shook her head, sorting out her pants leg.
"I'm heading on a hike, going to get showered at the base of my favourite waterfall, then trek up - you wanna join?" She did want to join. Point one finger, telling her to wait a minute. Frankie popped her head back into the tent
