Vagabond (Pt 2)

I went to the spot where I had set up a few torches and switched them on, dimly illuminating the room.

Ana's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The area was neat and compact, rid of any unnecessary things that would make it too cramped.

"W-whoah… It's just like the Camp…" I heard her mutter.

I instantly understood why she would think that way. Not only had I set up many blankets around me for warmth, since there was no electricity, I also had a few foodstuffs packed in a corner, a few home appliances that had been dismantled and could serve as makeshift weapons, rechargeable battery lamps hanging around, only one of which was switched on to conserve energy.

"A-Amazing! This is amazing…"

Her constant praise made me wonder whether I overdid it. If she was so impressed by this, it meant that I was painting myself to be more of a survivalist than I had planned.

I had to somehow get rid of that notion!