Ok, I'm really missing RPGing, so I'll join.
A 13 year old girl walked into camp. She carried with her a suitcase filled with fabrics and patterns, and a messnager bag with a change of clothes, pajamas, a picture of her idol and crush, Daniel Vosovic, and more supplies for designing.
"So, this is the place they sent me?" Said the girl, "Oh god, this is gonna suck."
She was standing in the parking lot, confuzed and a bit bewildered.
(P.S. Zelda, no tagging. Tagging makes RPGs stupid as hell.)