Camping...5 Minute Freewrite: Friday - Prompt: discord

My tent collapsed.

Again.

This was my fourth attempt, and I was getting flustered.
It was a hot summers day, and the party atmosphere was getting hotter than the sun. Erecting a tent to sleep in for the three days was the last thing I wanted to be doing.

Then I heard laughing from a few yard away. A deep meaningful laugh.
I took a minutes break to turn around and find the source of the laughter, assuming I was the object of the amusement.

Over six foot tall and smoking the biggest reefer I had ever seen, the Rastafarian dude looked back at me chuckling away..

“ Ya no haffin' much fun der brudda,” He said, smiling over to me, his accent suiting his stereotypical Rasta look.

“You're not not wrong mate, it just won't bloody stay up,” I said, trying to sound calmer than how I was feeling.

“ A caaan see dat,” He said, chuckling at my expense even more. “Here, let me help, I tink I see yo problllemmm,”

“Good,” I replied "'cos I friggin' can't."

Walking over to me took about three weeks, it seemed.
He definitely wasn't in a rush, lets put it that way...Or may be he was- but just worked on a different time scale then most other people.

“Ah as been watchin', ” He said, passing me his spliff and bending down. “And I see ya problem, sho,”
He held out his hand, holding something.

“ Discord here,” He said “Wit out dat, yo gonna collaspe all day, innit?,”

I din't didn't care anymore, dat spliff was fine ....