Around the Cabins, Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate Friday Night
The cabins were mostly quiet. It was incredibly late Friday night--technically very early Saturday morning--and by this time, both the most of the righteous and unrighteous had finally found their beds--well, theirs or someone else's.
There was one major exception to this: a group of girls sneaking out of the Wendy the Werewolf Stalker cabin, preparing to go forth and steal boxers. For great justice, and even greater hilarity.
[Open for anyone at the party willing and interested in joining. Again, please wait for the OCD is up. Names and underwear descriptions will be added as I get them.]
There was one major exception to this: a group of girls sneaking out of the Wendy the Werewolf Stalker cabin, preparing to go forth and steal boxers. For great justice, and even greater hilarity.
[Open for anyone at the party willing and interested in joining. Again, please wait for the OCD is up. Names and underwear descriptions will be added as I get them.]