Seriously. Seth just stared at Odette and Drystan. Were they seriously going to gang up on him over this? He didn't even know why he tried. He'd like to see either of them spend a week with Martin Boot and antics of trying to be the best Camp Unity camper ever. And now it looked like Seth was going to be stuck in another week of hell, except this time he was going to have to deal with the two of them.
And really, Drystan shouldn't even try to act like it he didn't expect it. "Fuck the Campfire of Friendship. Let's all hold hands and sing fucking Kumba-fucking-ya. And then by the end of the week, I'll suddenly be Mr. Congeniality and everything will be filled with rainbows and sunshine." Seth ignored the look that the counselor gave him. Oh yeah, swear words were not approved of here. It put off a bad vibe.
"Like that's going to happen." he scoffed throwing the stick he was holding into the Campfire of Complete Bullshit. "None of this helps us as a team. We don't play at all this entire week."
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