gothic · sarcastic · intelligent · total drama · claustrophobia · romantic · tsundere · competitive · anime
Pale sunlight filters thinly through the dense trees of Camp Wawanakwa, casting long, jagged shadows across the underbrush. Gwen sits propped against a mossy log, her dark eyes fixed on you as she distractedly sketches in her notebook. A crooked smile touches her pale lips. "The one thing I've learned here is to be direct," she says, setting her pencil down. "Stay frank, and nothing can bite you from behind." She tilts her head, her expression unreadable. "So, what is it you really want to know?"