summertime

[deepinthered]

[It's summer! Look, there's a pool! Let's swim and sunbathe and mingle!

Also, there is a boy attending a modest lemonade stand. He has a sign that reads, Looking for summer help?]

Comments

[amodelstudent]

*staring into the pool... in COMPLETE DISGUST*

[deepinthered]

Ah, is something wrong?

[amodelstudent]

Kind of. I'm wondering if there are still zombies in there.

[deepinthered]

No way, it's been a while, hasn't it?

[amodelstudent]

It's not better if they've dissolved.

[deepinthered]

Well, I mean, it's probably okay, right? I mean, other people are getting in.

[amodelstudent]

Yeah, right. I almost got in last time and then Brook pulled an arm out.

[deepinthered]

Um... uh. Hey, would you like some lemonade? I promise there's no zombies involved with it.

[amodelstudent]

...

Thanks.

[deepinthered]

[here, have lemonade I stole from the mess hall o/ also, as I'm pouring you a glass, I just so happen to knock my sign over and very obviously adjust it back upright in front of you]

[amodelstudent]

*aren't you cute*

This isn't going to get you a job, you know.

[deepinthered]

Huh, what?

[amodelstudent]

I don't have a job to give you.

[deepinthered]

Well, if you know anyone else...

[amodelstudent]

...do you know anything about fashion?

[deepinthered]

Like... like what? I'm pretty average, I think? [idk he's wearing some graphic tee and distressed jeans]