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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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[burgercraving]

[well, she's currently looking for people she knows so she can drag their asses underground. ... though this is earlier in the timeframe, rather than later. she's not that selfless]

[burgercraving]

Nobody's straight in camp.

[barfintomyhat]

I was going to say, "What about Finn?" but . . . Never mind.

[burgercraving]

See? And besides, he doesn't watch porn, anyway. He'd know where certain things were if he did.

[barfintomyhat]

Oooh, blackmail possibilities . . .

[burgercraving]

Their little triad of perfection can't even be ruined with reminders that Finn regularly forgets where his penis is. Trust me, I've tried.

Besides, we have more interesting things to worry about than them after this. Like you telling me how much you're skirting around third base with your boytoy.

[barfintomyhat]

[handwave] I'm over that. Besides, I don't even want to try to ruin their thing for Rachel. Something tells me she wouldn't take it as well as she did when Blaine got over his bi idiocy. I was thinking broader and beyond those two.

And I refuse to communicate in sport metaphors.

[burgercraving]

The bases are completely universal.

[barfintomyhat]

I never bothered to learn them. I could see my dad shedding a proud tear and that did it. I couldn't go through with it.

[burgercraving]

I didn't know a gay boy could be so virginal.

[barfintomyhat]

Because I don't want to associate my dad with my private time with my boyfriend?

[burgercraving]

Forget it, I didn't even know it had to do with a sport until you brought it up. Like I said, universal sexual language.

[barfintomyhat]

[shrugs]

I know I shouldn't ask, but how's it going between you and Emily?

[burgercraving]

... It's ... going ...

[barfintomyhat]

Yes?

[burgercraving]

Don't give a fucking victory cheer, okay? We're dating.