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𝐖𝐇𝐎: open ! 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓: althea is playing welcome party bc ofc she is 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: week one , may 29th .
the first thing thea noted was that summer camp was quieter than she had been anticipating . of course , that probably had something to do with the�� fact campers weren’t due until monday , and the counselors were trickling slowly . there just wasn’t as much needing to set up as she had anticipated . probably because the higher up staff had already prepared things for them , rather than just waiting for the children to arrive . counselors are people too ! it left althea feeling that kind of useless that made anxiety and guilt bubble in her chest . of course , she had to make that everyone else’s problem when she spotted one of her fellow counselors sitting alone . ❝ i got this from the mess hall , ❞ she announced as soon as she was close enough to extend the cold water bottle . ❝ moving in is a lot of work and it’s really hot . ❞ it was summer after all . ❝ i’m thea, by the way. ❞
there were plenty of reasons for dory to be feeling like a fish out of water. the long flight, the hour-long wait for someone to find her luggage, and the long distance she’d travelled to be here, to name a few. but there was something else, a lonely feeling that crept into the pit of her stomach and the back of her throat, that left her scrambling.
the other counselor's voice – thea, right – snapped her out of her funk like she had never been in one. “and that makes you my hero,” she said, half gratitude and half complaint to the sun as she accepted the bottle. “dory,” she added with a grin, holding out her hand to shake thea’s. “i’m officially counting down the minutes ‘til i’m in the lake and out of the heat,” she sighed before taking a long pull from the water.
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◜ ⤻ ⸺ open starter / june 1st
it’s been five days since he left home. katie made friends almost immediately, and of course, he was happy for her. she had trouble back home, where every move she made was scrutinized. here, he was having more trouble getting comfortable. familiar feelings were back, the comfort of every action you take being the wrong one. it was a constant uphill battle, especially when even taking his medicine in front of his bunk-mate made him irrationally nervous. however, his biggest challenge lies in front of him now. about seven children, a tangled volleyball net, and from what he could see at this moment, no other adults around.
back home, dory was that nanny. the one who went along with all of the kids’ insane ideas and ended up taking them to the park dressed as whatever mishmash of princess, doctor, and dinosaur they put her in that day. camp was different, but it wasn’t that different. dory’s happy campers were settled into their activity (as well as they could be) as she stepped away for a long drink from her water bottle. the sight of one of the other 8-10s counselors across the way caught her attention, despite looking like he never wanted to be perceived again. the corner of her mouth quirked up into a smile. “whoa there, cowboy!” dory laughed, stepping into his space and grabbing half the volleyball net. “looks like you could use some help. luckily, i have years of experience in the clumsy arts. here, lift this,” she tried, twisting the net this way and that to try to sort it out.
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𝑫𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝒁 ; twenty - one , she / her , nanny from florida . scaredy cat , hopeless romantic , the village idiot ♡
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“ come on ! don’t sneak up on me with my earbuds in ! ”
#slashertask#slashertask1#✧ — ⋆ 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒛 ; playlist .#this poor sweet summer child !#has no idea what's in store
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