❛ i think it’s a beautiful name , not too much of a mouthful at all . oh - my name is david , miss lulu . ❜ what a lovely woman . he should visit more often , it’s so rare to find such kindness nowadays ; it was refreshing . ❛ thank you again for forgiving my campers , i’ll be taking them back now . that is , if you don’t mind ? they can help clean up if need be ? ❜
( written log : thank you miss you’re so kind ) // @cvtewaitress
“I promise you, there’s nothin’ to be apologizin’ for. They’re just kids. I think I’d prefer them over a couple of my usual customers, honestly.” Lulu giggled softly. “You’ve got a lot to handle in Camp Campbell. Don’t worry about whatever happens outta there, alright sugar?”
❛ you’re far too kind , miss . thank you for understanding . ❜ he smiled in relief to the waitress , she was very sweet to have forgiven his campers for their rowdy behavior to the restaurant . there may have been a slight rush of color to his face at the softest laugh he’s ever heard , it was beautiful .
❛ thank you again , miss … ? i’m sorry , i never caught your name . ❜
( written log : thank you miss you’re so kind ) // @cvtewaitress
he didn’t know what overcame him to kiss his friend , he barely remembered what their conversation was before he interrupted her with a kiss . should he apologize ? she obviously was not expecting it and if he could be honest , he didn’t know where the sudden burst of courage came from . david began to step back from her , his eyes down and a heavy blush creeping across his cheeks ; he SHOULD apologize .
even before he could look back up to face her , a hand was on his vest , and for a moment ; he flinched in fear that he would be smacked for his actions . no . those lips he would stare at in wanton pressed against his own and he wanted to cry in happiness . he loved his friend , he did . but recently , he realized that he loved her much more than he should . was it really a bad thing ? yes , counselors couldn’t have relations with one another . that’s why he tried to control his feelings .
the kiss was short lived and he nearly pulled her back to him , he wanted the moment to last forever because when they would part ; it could be their last time . he wasn’t dying , no one was dying . it was that he had made a promise to cameron campbell and signed a contract that strictly prohibited such relations from happening .
❛ it was , gwen . it really was . ❜ he should tell her that they couldn’t be anything more than friends and yet , his voice caught in his throat , and all he could do was smile at her . ❛ wanna go grab a pizza together ? ❜
he would never break the rules but maybe he would break them for gwen .
//I flipped a coin, heads for platonic, tails for romantic; I got tails.
Gwen froze. The kiss was unexpected, but… not necessarily unwelcome. His lips pressed against her own chapped ones were… soft? She didn’t know why she expected anything else from him. Before he could pull away, her fingers fisted in his vest and tugged him back as she finally responded.
Pressing back, her eyes closed, but it didn’t last very long at all. She was pulling back, giving him a sheepish grin like she was the first one to make a move.
Clearing her throat, she swallowed hard and looked anywhere in the cabin but at him. What should she even say? “That was… nice?”
❛ don’t sell me the dog , jasper . why are you sneaking out ? ❜ he had to admit , the fact that jasper was spooked because of him was quite funny ; anyone could have caught him wandering around . luckily , it was him and he was a curious little one . after all , what had jasper breaking the rules ? it had to be cool or illegal . well , whatever it was , he was going to get it out of him or else .
❛ i get in trouble all the time , jasper . i don’t care about getting caught . what if want to know it why you decided to break the rules . where are you even out here by the docks ? going for a swim in the dark ? ❜ arms crossed over his chest and he leaned closer to jasper . ❛ i want in. ❜
the night was quiet , most campers were in their tents and asleep ; most as in , everyone BUT david . now , he was known as the troublemaker of the camp , his actions weren’t life threatening but he was still quite the little punk ; and as the camp’s troublemaker , he wouldn’t be told when to sleep . so , he slipped out of his tent and searched for anything that could keep his attention for long enough . he wasn’t quite ready to see another camper walking away from the campsite , he nearly jumped back in from fright . nearly . now what could that camper be up to ?
without a second thought , he hurried after the camper but kept on quiet feet . the last thing he’d need was to be caught by the camper and be snitched out for staying up past the scheduled time , but then again ; they’d be in trouble themselves . not the point to be making . he squinted in the darkness to guess who the figure was .
then he saw those familiar lights and his questions were answered . it was jasper .
not really the best shoes to wear if he was trying to escape camp . how he didn’t see the shoes from the start was beyond him . one thing still bugged him , why was jasper out so late ? where was he going ? why was he going there ? alright , a few things had him bugged and he knew he wouldn’t know the answers unless he faced jasper . he didn’t have to worry about being told on by jasper . if anyone found out that jasper was breaking the rules , he wouldn’t be campbell’s little favorite anymore . that’d be so upsetting to see . or would it be ? maybe the day will come and he’ll know .
❛ funny , i don’t remember anyone saying campers could leave their tents , jasper . ❜
There came a time in a man’s life where he’s reached his limit and needed a drink. Unfortunately for Max… that time has not come; well the drinking part, not so much reaching his limit. Boy was he fucking there.
Gwen was incorrigible. And not in a fun and cheeky way like Max could be, but in a way where her bad habits stacked up in a light that put more work on Max’s shoulders than he liked. In fact, Max preferred no work on his shoulders, having being used to sloughing it off to a happy David, all too willing to assist with camp activities.
With David out of commission on Max’s orders, he and Gwen were the only ones wrangling the children into some semblance of order while working at fun summer campy activities.
God he hated his job; he hated David even more for getting sick.
Wasn’t it illegal? Or breaking some oddly phrased clause on Campbell’s worker’s contract while hiring? Max couldn’t recall, nor did he want to. With a sigh he’d resigned himself to a fate worse than death itself as the hours dripped away into dusk and he had every excuse to pile the kids into their tents as the darkness became his friend.
Once he was assured that Gwen was- not sticking her nose in a book- doing her job, Max decided he may as well use the one man- that had been indirectly giving him hell all day- was doing.
“Tell me you’re still fucking breathing,” Max began as he’d closed the door behind him, flicking on the light closest to him with the back of his hand as he set down the few things he’d picked up from the mess hall on the way over. “I swear to God if you’re not, I will fucking drag you back from the grave myself.” This being said as Max was careful with both the coffee and the piping hot chicken noodle soup as he set it on the night stand.
the light flicked on and roused the young man from his sleep . if sleeping was shifting back and forth , throwing covers off his body to grab them again for warmth . david wanted to cry , his nose was sore and stuffed , a throbbing pain held strong on his temple ; and worst of all , he couldn’t be with the campers . a familiar voice echoed on the walls of his cabin and he broke into a smile . though , he groaned and sat up in bed, before promptly falling back down onto his pillow . he shut his eyes tightly , willing his room to stop spinning , and slowly opened them again . his arms had given out under him , he was too weak and exhausted to hold his own weight . david snorted , or at least tried to , the end result was halfway between a choke and a cough as he raised the blanket to his mouth to cover the germs .
❛ thank you , max . ❜ dropping the blanket from his hands , he looked over to the steaming noodle soup and coffee ; his stomach growled in want but his mind told him the coffee would be an awful idea with how scratched up his throat was from coughing and vomiting . he did reach out to grab the warm bowl and bring it into his lap . CAREFULLY . he raised the spoon to his lips and moaned in delight as the liquid soothed his aching throat .
❛ thank you so much . this is great but you can have the coffee , max . ❜
❛ nikki , i told you to be careful during these activities . ❜ he knelt down to where the young woman was sitting on the ground and ever so gently placed his hand beside her knee to examine the damage done . she had a rather nasty fall while taking her role of a hound far too seriously , he loved pretending as much as the next counselor ; however , he disliked when his campers were hurt . ❛ well , luckily you didn’t damage anything . you have some cuts and bits of dirt stuck in your wound , you might just get a scar from this – which would make a very cool scar . ❜ giving the injured child a small but reassuring smile , he knew that she’d appreciate hearing something other than just a nasty wound , and he kept on a path to keep her from crying . he has yet to seen her shed tears but he was not hoping to see any soon . ❛ can you show me your hands , nikki ? ❜
( written log ; — what a wild little child ) : @virenschaus
with a reassuring smile and a small pat on her leg , he returned his hand and stood from his spot ; he was not done speaking with her . however , in the moment she sat up , he realized that he hadn’t yet ask her for her permission to sit there . though , he already did , it didn’t hurt to ask now .
❛ may i sit down on your bed and maybe talk a little about the ‘ stupid things ‘ ? ❜ the tone of his voice remained soft and low , loud enough to be heard , but not high enough to upset or cause panic in his dear friend . it was hard to see her in such a state . she has helped him so much but no one has helped her in return .
❛ you’re very welcomed though , gwen . i’m always here to give an ear and shoulder . ❜
She burrowed deeper under her blankets. Sniffling quietly, she tried her best to wipe her eyes, to hide. Normally she got away with crying all night, but apparently not tonight. She’d been caught.
And Gwen wasn’t too thrilled about that. At least it was David, and not one of the campers, she guessed.
“Same old, same old. Nothing new. Just me being a big baby.”
❛ don’t worry ,
lillith . i’ll carry you back to camp . ❜ this wasn’t suppose to happen . a small smile remained on his face as he leaned down to carefully pick the young child from the ground . arms strained with her weight but he ignored the thoughts to put her back down . she was hurt . she was injured because of him . he should have noticed the raised root , he could have grabbed her before she tripped over it . he could have and yet , he was too late . now there was guilt piercing his heart like sharp glass . ❛ i’ll take a look at your ankle when we get to the mess hall , okay ? we’ll wrap it up and put some ice on it . you might have sprained it quite a bit . ❜
he needed to keep positive . if not for himself , at least for her .
( written log ; — don’t worry little one i’ll carry you home ) : @hexticamper
❛ gwen … i’m here if you want to talk , ❜ he spoke softly as he inched closer into her cabin and slowly sat at the edge of her bed . he should have asked her permission but he was too upset to realize , how could he be so blind and not see that gwen wasn’t as happy today ?
❛ you’re not a big baby , gwen . you’re a strong and independent woman . ❜ comforting the campers was easy but talking with his best friend was a different story , he worked with her for months ; and yes , she was lazy and had a rather foul mouth but not even she deserves to be so sad . with the campers , he could easily make them happy by giving them a pudding cup or simply allowing them to sit out from tomorrow’s activities but here , it wouldn’t work as well .
❛ you don’t have to tell me what is wrong but i’d like to try and make you happy . if you want me to leave , that’s fine too … but that won’t solve your problems . ❜ with a comforting smile , he outstretched his arm to rest a gentle hand onto her covered leg ; a small gesture but he wanted to let her know that he was there for her .
She burrowed deeper under her blankets. Sniffling quietly, she tried her best to wipe her eyes, to hide. Normally she got away with crying all night, but apparently not tonight. She’d been caught.
And Gwen wasn’t too thrilled about that. At least it was David, and not one of the campers, she guessed.
“Same old, same old. Nothing new. Just me being a big baby.”
