[Locational lock to the Firecabin]

[head_overheels]

[It's an early summer evening in beautiful Camp Fuck You Die! The sun is setting, there are... I don't know, fireflies out maybe, the zombies are temporarily distracted by a certain camper's third year running an organized fighting league, and so on, other scene-setting stuff. But that's not important! What is important is that outside on Boys' Cabin 8, a certain acrobat is sitting just outside, sort of half-meditating and half-staring into space sometime after some choice intensely uncomfortable moments occurred. Her aura is a somewhat faded, lighter pink than usual.]

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[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

It's Jet, though, so that was going to happen either way. I'll... I guess I'll try to live with it.

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

Well, if she doesn't want to hear about it, I guess there's nothing to stop you wiping your snot over my shoulder.

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

*... yeah hugging/clinging to you but also sort of lightly punching your shoulder first*

Ewww, I'm not gonna do that! That's gross, Mai!

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no kidding. Now I've got a bad taste in my mouth just for mentioning it.

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

And that's totally all your fault, too! Don't worry, I'm fine with just hugging and not doing the other part.

[emogothninja.livejournal.com]

*just patting you on the back, now*

[head-overheels.livejournal.com]

*Don't mind me, just enjoying the hug and opting to enjoy it in silence for once*