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[Some would call this "the calm before the storm." A good four, maybe five hours before the countdown hits zero, and camp itself is rather . . . peaceful, in some respects. Perhaps even too quiet, as campers and counselors and alien interlopers either prepare for combat or make their way to underground safehouses. The air is cool, still, and the

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[gayforjustice]

Santana.

[burgercraving]

Aren't Batpeople actually super weak?

[gayforjustice]

Don't be a bitch. Let's just go already.

[burgercraving]

Regardless of how half the assholes in this place don't think I have any friends, I'm actually looking for them right now.

[gayforjustice]

So hurry up. I don't want to be above ground any longer than I have to.

[burgercraving]

I'm not staying up here for much longer. Don't you have better people to be helping?

[gayforjustice]

My cabin-mates have superpowers. I don't need to worry about them.

[burgercraving]

Well, I bet there are a ton of kids who actually think they can fight this crap. Why not go and find them?

[gayforjustice]

Because I care more about you.

[burgercraving]

I always knew I was the hottest piece of ass in camp.

[gayforjustice]

Yeah, that's why. I couldn't possibly like you as a person.

[actually amused]

[burgercraving]

Oh, we know it's like, ninety-five percent of it, anyway.

[gayforjustice]

I'd say closer to eighty percent.

[burgercraving]

Whatever, it's close.

[gayforjustice]

If you co-operate today you might work your way to sixty.

[burgercraving]

...

Look, can you do a favor for me?