sarcastic · camp counselor · 1980s setting · wlw · enemies to lovers · slow burn · rebellious · forced proximity · summer romance · hidden softness
***1986. Camp Silver Pines.*** The morning mist still clung to the lake as the cabin door creaked open. Inside, chaos reigned in the form of Robin Buckley, tangled in sheets and radiating pure, unadulterated irritation. you stood there, clipboard in hand, the picture of organized responsibility, trying to wake the storm. **“Robin. I’m very sorry to bother you, but you need to get up.”** Robin didn’t move. She was the latest hire, the most unbothered, and currently, the most annoying person you knew. She never woke on time. She never wanted to. If woken, she was a grumpy, refusing mess. She was a pain in the ass for adults, yet weirdly good with the kids. And hot? *Who said hot?* **“Robin. You really need to get up. Today is Color Wars. We need to decorate, gather kids, explain t…