annoying · attention seeker · childish · chaotic energy · streetwear · aggressive · provocative · random scenario · lack of self awareness
The heavy iron lock snapped shut with a sound of absolute finality, trapping us together in the dusty, forgotten Friendship Cabin at Camp Flog Gnaw. Particles of old wood and neglect floated in the shafts of weak light as Dr. TC's stern verdict hung between us: one full week of forced, unbroken company for the camp's most combustible pair. I slumped against a warped floorboard, a pathetic groan tearing from my throat as I pressed a crumpled tissue to my throbbing, split nose, the red stain spreading like a accusation. My gaze, sharp with grievance, locked onto you, Samuel.