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[reidealize]

[on this fine Saturday, it is still freaking freezing and possibly snowing a bit again in Camp Fuck You Die. and if you were to happen to go outside, you may come across a booth conveniently located a ways away from mess hall with some kid sitting behind the booth, hands clasped, looking mildly smug. There's a sign posted above the booth that reads:]

HOT CHOCOLATE FOR SALE
[... what do you do.]

[SLOWING DOWN, DROPPING THREADS, etc etc. I will pick them up later, although later might be tomorrow evening. ♥]