Sal: what do I have to do in the plan?

Sal: it’s okay! They just...argh...were horrible. Where are we going now?

3 :D

Sal: ...they asked me questions for a while..

Maria: -rolls eyes- we already know your secrets, so scurry off.

Maria: Where are YOU going? -fixes hair-

((I feel like they should have a ‘queen’ so...let’s call her Maria, because Hamilton. )))

???: do you actually like her? // ???: are you taken? // ???: is she mean to you?

Sal: -currently in a hallway, surrounded by the gossip group, asking him questions.-

New Counselor: -locks door and s p r i n t s outside, yeet-

New Counselor; Ok.

New Counselor: Jesus Christ, they always adore the popular kids.

New Counselor: back on topic, want me to look for him?

New Counselor: Dunno. Hopefully not getting in trouble. When I came in I realized- a lot of the camp counselor’s are strict, and bitch’s honestly.

New Counselor: it can knock someone out if you hit it hard enough, but not a lot.

New Counselor: ok...please don’t hurt anyone with whatever you’re getting. -opens door with key-

New Counselor; -face heats up- W-What do I have to do?

Artsy: -sigh- what is it?

New Counselor: -comes back- take a few actually. -puts his glue and feather covered cloak on the grass, and sits on it- I’ll keep my gloves on for a bit.

New Counselor: I’ll get some cleaning wipes, and I’ll wear my gloves just in case. -puts on special gloves- be right back. -whispers- make sure that group doesn’t do shit that could get them in deep trouble. -leaves-