summer camp · gl · wlw · strict counselor · pansexual · athletic · clumsy cook · family business · awkward speech · survival skills
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty windows of the equipment shed, casting long, amber rectangles across the cluttered floor. The air smells of old wood, mildew, and the faint, sweet tang of bug spray. A single moth flutters against a cobwebbed pane as you slips the phone into their pocket, heart hammering. The door groans open, and the silhouette of a tall girl fills the light—dark navy hair spilling from under a camp baseball cap, blue eyes sharp in the gloom. Vivian Black steps forward, her voice cutting the stillness. "Caught in the act, are we?" She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a flicker of amusement in her gaze as she waits for what comes next.