So, at first, I was kind of sad that I forgot a bathing suit, but now, I don’t really mind. The lake is too pretty not to swim in. Does anyone wanna join me?
Depends on how warm the water is.
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So, at first, I was kind of sad that I forgot a bathing suit, but now, I don’t really mind. The lake is too pretty not to swim in. Does anyone wanna join me?
Depends on how warm the water is.
"Fuck, sorry." Presley cursed, removing one of her headphones. "Were you saying something?"
"I was just asking you if you ate the last Toaster Strudel."
It had been less than a month since all the contestants arrived at Crystal Lake, but already a monster grew among them. The dishes. Pulling out a rag, some music, and a dish rack, Trevor started to take on the beast by running the water. Though he thought he was alone, Trevor soon learned better as he turned around to find someone near the kitchen’s island. "Fuck!" He exclaimed, dropping the plate he was holding then swearing as it shattered. "Fuck! Sorry…you scared me." He sighed and shook his head at his own clumsiness as he went to pick up the plate shards.
Payton had dancing heading towards the kitchen with one headphone in her ear looking for something to snack on when she noticed someone doing the dishes. Who the hell voluntarily did the dishes? She was going to say something, but he turned around and dropped the plate, causing her to jump. "Holy shit," she muttered under her breathe. "Hey, don't be sorry. I snuck up on you, I guess. I'll help you clean this up," she said before scanning the room for a broom.
"Well at least I can count on you for some company. Let’s go grab a couple."
"Remember that for when you're lonely in the future. Sounds like a plan to me. I hope they have the good stuff."
"Is it not your fort? I don’t know you were the only one in the room so I thought it was yours or something."
"That makes sense-- but nope, not my fort. My fort would be far superior to that fort.
"I can’t decide between going for a walk outside or cracking a beer open and socializing with everyone."
"You had me at beer."
”Alright…” Sean said looking around the entryway of the cabin as he finally rid himself of the weight of his bag that slung around his shoulder. “I wasn’t expecting this when they said I’d be out in the woods by some old lake.”
"Neither was I. It was a pleasant surprise, though."
"Sorry I think I’m in the wrong ro- Wait, is that a fort?"
"Why are you asking me?"
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