suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

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[newfangled]

[standing more or less away from the crowd, tugging awkwardly at his jacket sleeves.]

[actionpainting]

[wearing a dress and black sneakers]

Hey, Conrad!

[newfangled]

I-- er. Hi.

[actionpainting]

You're not gonna go the mingly thing?

[newfangled]

I'm... not that great with crowds.

[actionpainting]

And this is definitely a crowd. It looks like everyone in camp showed up.

[newfangled]

No kidding.

[actionpainting]

Which is kind of setting off alarms in my head but whatever, nothing's happened yet and I came prepared.

--oh! And I have a very serious question for you.

[newfangled]

I-- is something wrong?

[actionpainting]

What? No! I just want your opinion on slapstick comedy. Banana peels-- funny, yes or no?

[newfangled]

Where did this come from?

[actionpainting]

A conversation with Hanna that went off-topic really quickly.

[newfangled]

Wouldn't that be all of them?

[actionpainting]

No! ...only most of them.

[newfangled]

Close enough.

[actionpainting]

Our terrible conversation habits are awesome, okay.