Campers.

[no_nanomites]

[Sixteen year old Ana Lewis is sitting in her cabin, wearing an awesome hat and a sundress that's a bit shorter than her parents would like it to be. She looks around the room and sighs.]

Oh Camp Isukketpuns, what would we do without you? Summer's loveliest little spot for mosquitoes and slimy things that go bump in the night.

[There's a pause,

Comments

[stopthat_destro]

Can you not do that where everybody can see, mom?

[no_nanomites]

Nope. It's so much more fun for me to do it this way, Rexikins.

[stopthat_destro]

Okay, thanks. Thank you for that. I get to start camp with a cool new nickname.

[no_nanomites]

Of course! Anything I can do to make your life better, Rexikins. Now mom packed you're special big boy underwear, right?

[inhumandog]

Oh, but you see, that's always the best part.

[no_nanomites]

Well, yeah. Who are you?

[inhumandog]

Just another friendly camper.

[no_nanomites]

Nice to meet you, Friendly. I'm Ana.

Loool.

[no_nanomites]

Has it now? Well, I suppose that's good to hear. I'm Ana. Who are you?

[no_nanomites]

Nice to meet you, McCullen. Where's the accent from? I love accents.

[talldarksaviour]

Sweetness, you already know the only person worth knowing.

And I mean that biblically.

[no_nanomites]

Damon! I wondered when you were going to get here!

[talldarksaviour]

Nurse finally released me. Guess it was one of those, two day flu things.

[no_nanomites]

Good. It's not... catchy is it?

[boeshane_boy]

Oh, I'm sure there are plenty newbies worth knowing, Ana.

[no_nanomites]

Always are, Jack. How are you?

[boeshane_boy]

Better, now that I've seen your beautiful face.

[no_nanomites]

Aw. You charmer.