Chris had settled into a bottom bunk in the corner of the room. There was one lone bed, which he assumed was Zach's, and five other bunks, counting the one above him. On the top bunk closest to the door, there sat a boy with dusky skin and the beginnings of a mohawk, quitely playing his guitar. Other than that, the cabin was empty.
The boy noticed
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*flails ridiculously*
oh my god there must be MORE more of this immediately (or sooner)
I'M LOVING THIS TO DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!
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I'm glad you like, BB!
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Thanks so much!
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also, smirky is an excellent word
I love where this is going. I've been playing around with a summer camp plot bunny and thought about including Groff but it wasn't really a fit, so I'm glad you're going that route!
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Yeah I've had some trouble with inserting too many celebs into this one fic actually, I worried over it. But I figured I'd make Groff more of a threatening entity than an actual person. And that eased a lot of my concerns.
I'd love to read yours, if you're still planning to write it!
Thanks so much for reading!
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Thank you for reading!
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