David: Good morning!
Gwen: No, don't talk to me until I've had my coffee.
David: You drink coffee?
Gwen: No. I don't.

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David: Good morning!
Gwen: No, don't talk to me until I've had my coffee.
David: You drink coffee?
Gwen: No. I don't.
Gwen: Alright, listen up you little shits.
Gwen: Not you, Space Kid. You're an angel and we're thrilled that you're here.
[at the mall]
Gwen: Excuse me? I just lost my son, can I please make an announcement?
Cashier: Of course.
Gwen: [leans into mic]
Gwen: Goodbye you little shit.
{{ *says sheâs gonna use this blog more*
*vanishes again for months* }}
{{pLEASE Come back! I have free angst}}
{{ Oh gosh, I didnât think anyone would remember me--
I would love to be active on here again! }}
{{ I,, completely forgot about this blog, forgive me-- }}
"Gooood morning, Gwen!" David burst into her cabin at 6:30 am, like he did every weekday. "Are you ready for another FANTASTIC day at Camp Campbell?" (@little-shop-of-muses)
@little-shop-of-muses
Gwen should be used to this by now, but she still got just as irritated every morning. She jolts upright upon hearing the door burst open, only to glare upon realising it was just David again. With a groan, she sinks back down under her covers and pulls her pillow over her head.
âNo.â
Gwen stares at the mug, scowling slightly before just breathing out a sigh and picking it up. She turns the happy face away from her before drinking some of the coffee. It helped somewhat, but she was still groggy.
"Thanks." She mumbles, before standing up and heading to the wardrobe to grab her uniform. "What are we doing today, exactly? So I can prepare myself for whatever hell I'm gonna get put through."
"Gooood morning, Gwen!" David burst into her cabin at 6:30 am, like he did every weekday. "Are you ready for another FANTASTIC day at Camp Campbell?" (@little-shop-of-muses)
@little-shop-of-muses
Gwen should be used to this by now, but she still got just as irritated every morning. She jolts upright upon hearing the door burst open, only to glare upon realising it was just David again. With a groan, she sinks back down under her covers and pulls her pillow over her head.
âNo.â
âThatâs the problem, David!â She groans, running one lazy hand through her hair. She sighs then. âWhy canât you wake me up at 7:30? Or 8? You know I have difficulty sleeping!â She glances towards him.
"Gooood morning, Gwen!" David burst into her cabin at 6:30 am, like he did every weekday. "Are you ready for another FANTASTIC day at Camp Campbell?" (@little-shop-of-muses)
@little-shop-of-muses
Gwen should be used to this by now, but she still got just as irritated every morning. She jolts upright upon hearing the door burst open, only to glare upon realising it was just David again. With a groan, she sinks back down under her covers and pulls her pillow over her head.
âNo.â
âAw, come on, Gwen! We have lots of fun camp activities planned for today!â He was ecstatic and jumping around, but it wasnât anything out of the ordinary. âI know youâre going to love them!â
Her voice returns, muffled by the pillow over her head. âNo, David. Iâm not going to love them. Do you know why?â She then sits up, grabbing her pillow and throwing it at him with enough force to make her shoulder hurt.
âBecause YOU keep waking me up at 6.30 IN THE MORNING! How can you have this much energy already? Youâre-- Inhuman!â
"Gooood morning, Gwen!" David burst into her cabin at 6:30 am, like he did every weekday. "Are you ready for another FANTASTIC day at Camp Campbell?" (@little-shop-of-muses)
@little-shop-of-muses
Gwen should be used to this by now, but she still got just as irritated every morning. She jolts upright upon hearing the door burst open, only to glare upon realising it was just David again. With a groan, she sinks back down under her covers and pulls her pillow over her head.
âNo.â
{{ I was trying to sleep but I had a dream that I just had to put into words before I forgot it.
Basically, like, Daniel had come back to the camp acting as though he had changed and that he just wanted a second chance but really just wanted to get revenge on David or something like that, I dunno.
But anyway, he ended up getting really close to Gwen and somehow actually made her fall for him, and when she was all 'I love you Daniel' he just looked at David with the cruellest grin on his face and he looked so heartbroken-.
Then it like, skipped to her finding out he had been tricking her and she just-- punched him in the face and got really angry and upset-. }}
{{ I wish I knew what to post on my Jen blog lmao- }}
Gwen squints somewhat as she listens to him talk before scoffing slightly. âKeeping you away from the kids would be one thing. They might not be scared of you but Iâm not risking their safety. The last thing we need right now is an injured or dead camper.â She grumbles, before planting her hands on her hips as she stares up at him questioningly.
âWhat do you plan on doing during your âvisitâ anyway? Or are you just gonna stand around and creep everybody out?â
{{ I was inspired- }}
Go as sexy david for Halloween
âOh- my god.â
What costume should my muse wear for Halloween?
Send in my askbox and my muse will react to your suggestion.
She crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow in response to his words. âVisit, huh? To do what - scare the campers? I doubt theyâll be happy to see you either.â She retorts, shrugging her shoulders. âDavid might, but heâs an idiot.â
Gwen didnât trust him one bit. She knew something was off about him the moment she first laid eyes on him, part of the reason she immediately left the camp. She probably should have known better than to leave the camp in Davidâs hands with this creep around, though.
âHow do I know youâre not planning on trying again?â