Awkward Moments! [OPEN]

Celios stroked the side of an oak tree and glanced up to its branches with fatigue. “I’m so tired…” He moaned as he slinged the strap of his bag over his shoulder and plummet to the ground. In the distance he could hear the rushing of a riverbed; however, he could not make it all the way there, he was too weary. He bundled his eyes shut and pictured the longing scene- it was so far away yet so close. He reached his hand in to his bag and scouted it for a sign of food- but he was unlucky. In one fluent motion he would fling himself and his bag face first in to the tree’s roots. “It sounds like too much work. I’ll just lay here until someone stumbles upon me.” He glanced over and saw a figure walking in the distance- it was a woman- no a man! “I think… it’s a woman? No! It is a man, definitely a man!” Celios felt around for a supporting spot for his elbow and slanted upward. “Hey! You! Over there!”