Harold

As you get a good glimpse at the wooden structures - you find yourself bumping into someone on accident. A masculine 'ow' could be heard, alongside their body hitting the ground. "Oh shit. You good?" You turn your head to the source, holding out a hand and looking apologetic.

The man on the ground appeared to have ginger hair, a pair of glasses, a hamburger shirt, and a nerdish appearance in general. He groaned to himself. "My gluteus maximus is going to take a week to heal." Though he soon accepted your hand and got back onto his feet. "But I'm fine."

You sighed in relief. "Sorry about that, man. I can't help but feel distracted by all of this." Your eyes turned to the cabins. "It's my first time going to a summer camp." Though you barely took note, you did see the nerd pick up a broken Rubix Cube.

"If this is anything like the Steve's camps I went to, it'll be so much more favorable to my skills." The nerd smiled. You noted a hint of confidence.