valentine's day is coming early

[misswexler]

[There is a teenage girl shackled theatrically to a big cheap fold-out table near the mess hall, accompanied by a selection of giant sno-balls for your delectation. She's drumming her nails against the speckled surface and looking an awful lot like she wouldn't mind shredding the big white fold-out sign in front of her, with red sparkly letters

Comments

[the_ex_in_xp]

[wanders by and leans on the table to block the sign]

That's why it's part of the name. At least they gave you fo...something like food.

[misswexler]

[Caroline swipes chocolate off of her chin]

It should not be possible to have this much sugar in something.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Hey, most of the time we don't get sugar at all. You should savor it before you go into a diabetic coma.

[misswexler]

[a terrible thought occurs to her] If these don't have sugar in them...?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Splenda. Safe but sometimes a little funky tasting. Can I try?

[points to the cake]

[misswexler]

Knock yourself out.

[the_ex_in_xp]

I'll try not to go that far.

[takes a spoonful worth and chews consideringly]

As annoying as the whole enforced socializing thing is, you'll probably get more people showing up for this than the other thing.

[misswexler]

What, the cakes? The cakes are here to lure campers? Are you all really that sugar-deprived?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yep. They're here to make sure some people show, even if they don't want to talk about love stuff.

[misswexler]

No one has been driven to share their romantic troubles with me yet. Thank god.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yeah, I wouldn't worry about that. I know the actual relationship counselor here and she's not exactly the sympathetic type.

[misswexler]

Do we have an Arts'n'Crafts cabin? Campfire stories?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yes to the first, not sure on the second. Our campfires tend to be the byproduct of explosions.

[misswexler]

What, no s'mores?

[a beat]

Right. Sugar problem.

[the_ex_in_xp]

You catch on quick.

But you never know. If we get enforced storytime, maybe they'll provide weenies.

[misswexler]

[snorts] Just the thing to brighten my day.