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[b][color=gray]Location:[/color][/b] Mc-fucking-Donald's → Aces High Campgrounds
[b][color=gray]Interacting with:[/color][/b] Each other 
[sub][Collab with [@Silent Observer] & [@Universorum]][/sub][/center][hr][hr]  
[indent][color=a7fc00][b]“OLIVER.”[/b][/color] Like, honestly? If it wasn’t for her, everything would fall apart. Molly Tyler stood beside her bestie since forever, Summer Aspen, while she watched in agonizing frustration at her boyfriend attempting to order McDonald’s for her and him, [color=a7fc00][b]“You haven’t even gotten to my order, who are you trying to feed? An entire fucking nation?”[/b][/color] She glanced over to D’Angelo Joseph, another one of her main friends, who was at his own register ordering for him and his cutie patootie bae, Jace O’Brian. Far more efficient than her insufferable boyfriend. Even Alexander Snyder finished his god forsakenly long order for himself and Summer faster than OLIVER. 
 
With his thumbs hooked in his pant’s pockets, Angel kept Molly’s bitching as background noise, like he usually did, and ordered a much needed breakfast, [color=8c92ac][b]“Two bacon, egg, and cheese McGriddles. With Hashbrowns. Both. And an orange juice and a chocolate chip frappé with extra caramel drizzle… two cherries.”[/b][/color] 
 
[b]“Anything else?”[/b] The short girl with ginger locks behind the register asked the tall, handsome jock with doe-eyes. She twirled one of her curls around her finger and batted her ocean blue eyes adoringly. His expression was stone-cold passive as he glanced over to his pup, not realizing the flirty signals of the girl in front of him. 
 
[color=8c92ac][b]“I could get more, if you’d like.”[/b][/color] His lips curled upward, while he took one of his hands out of his pocket and brushed some of Jace’s hair out of his face, to get a better look at his lover’s eyes. 
 
[color=a7fc00][b]“If it wasn’t for me, you would have FORGOTTEN Jace. But thank god I’m always thinking about everyone.”[/b][/color] Man, Molly was on a roll this morning.
 
Jace looked up from his Nintendo DS when he felt a knuckle softly brush his face. Funny how a five year relationship could still give you butterflies. For Jace, it did, and he hoped it always would. The apples of his cheeks rose as the boy grinned at his Angel. [color=90EE90][b]“Hmm?”[/b][/color] Jace hummed questioningly before looking to the cashier, and then back at his boyfriend. [color=90EE90][b]“The usual is fine. Did you get my—”[/b][/color]
 
[color=8c92ac][b]“Frappé? Yes.”[/b][/color] Angel cut Jace off, finishing his sentence. They’ve been dating for awhile, and Angel would be a failure of a boyfriend if he didn’t catch on to the patterns that belonged to his significant other.
 
[color=90EE90][b]“[i]... two cherries?[/i]”[/b][/color] Jace responded in a quiet challenge. Angel passed the boyfriend test, but did he get extra credit? Perfect timing, the frappé was the first to be made and was placed on the counter right when Jace challenged the skills of Angel. The mad boyfriend skills. Grabbing the drink, Angel brought it to his small boy and replied with a kiss on the cheek. Yes. There were cherries. Two, exactly.
 
The newly-dyed redhead stared down at the drink and grinned. Jace plucked one of the bright maraschinos out of the whipped cream and caramel mountain and popped it into his mouth. [color=90EE90][b]“You’re the bestest.”[/b][/color] Jace complimented and gingerly took out the second cherry between his thumb and pointer finger. He offered it to Angel and made a ‘say ahhh’ face.  This display of sickening affection caused the Micky D girl to throw up slightly in her mouth. So much for a hot jock on the market. And what made this sight even worse? He was equally as lovey dovey and couldn’t care less about the PDA. Leaning in, Angel locked his dark gaze with Jace’s gorgeous blue and licked the cherry into his mouth. 
 
[color=c2b280][b]“How come I gotta do everythin’? Don’t rush me. Look, there are ninety-four different things I’d rather be doing right now, going to camp is LOW on the list. You know what?”[/b][/color] Oliver looked over his shoulder at his girlfriend while talking briefly, before turning to face the cashier. [color=c2b280][b]“Hey, cancel that order. Molly, you got legs and a mouth, you come up here and order your own shit. I got Doritos in my backpack I’m good.”[/b][/color] With that, Oliver stepped off to the side and stood next to Alex, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Ain’t no time to be a baby, they had to go to CAMP. For some godawful reason.
 
[color=a7fc00][b]“Fuck. That. Shit.”[/b][/color] Molly flipped her hair in annoyance, turned on her heel, and left the building, heading straight to the car. She’ll fucking starve. That’s what her boyfriend wanted anyways. What an asshole. 
 
With a small mass of fries hanging out of his mouth, Alexander’s eyes trailed Molly as she left the building, before he glumly brought his gaze to Oliver. Can a motherfucker eat in peace without these two FIGHTING? They couldn’t even fuck their frustrations out during the goddamn car ride, fucking nine hours of this bullshit, goddammit. Alex chewed up the fries already in his mouth and grabbed another handful, waving them accusingly at Oliver. [color=7ee2bd][b]“Stop fucking with my day! I ain’t got time for your problems! I’m busy! With camp shit!”[/b][/color] He said, before stuffing in more fries. [color=7ee2bd][b]“Now check this out dude, my dad taught me this back when we were kids and everyone was always causin’ problems: I’mma eat my food, while everybody else is bein’ fucky. So you go SIT IN THE CAR AND WAIT.”[/b][/color] Alex threw a french fry at his best friend and Oliver grumbled, but ultimately left toward the car as well.
 
Jace looked away from his beloved bear to see Molly and Oliver doing… what Molly and Oliver always ended up doing. He blinked slowly at the scene and sipped at his tasty frozen beverage. If life was going to suck at camp, at least he had sweet, sweet caffeine to save him this morning. [color=90EE90][b]“I’m hungry.”[/b][/color] Jace said somewhat grumpily and eyeballed the counter until his breakfast order was ready. [color=90EE90][b]“Why are you eating lunch? Breakfast is the best meal.”[/b][/color] he said to Alex, who had both his girlfriend’s, and his own, hands shovelling fries into his mouth.
 
Alexander chewed up the mix of chicken nuggets and fries, swallowed it down, and then decided to address Jace’s question. [color=7ee2bd][b]“I got breakfast in one of these bags. Everything is the best meal, my friend. I [i]like[/i] to eat, is that a crime? I got sandwiches, I got hash browns, I got fries, I got nuggets, I got McFlurries. I’m a stoner, my man. This is what we do.”[/b][/color]
 
[color=90EE90][b]“I guess…”[/b][/color] Jace said, shaking his head at the absolutely [i]ludicrous[/i] amount of food that Alex was consuming. How did he still look… not three hundred pounds? Shrugging, Jace leaned into his boyfriend’s side and nommed on his own hash brown.
 
In contrast to her boyfriend, Summer simply got a snack wrap. and only ate half of it. She’d give the rest to Molly if she does end up complaining and wanting something to eat later on. If not that, she also had protein bars in her purse. With a loving smile, Summer softly gazed at Jace and ate one of her boyfriend’s fries, [color=ff6347][b]“It runs in his family… you remember that time when Jenny invited us to that buffet, right? The one with JJ. I think it was for Memorial Day last year. Yeah. At least he doesn’t eat THAT much.”[/b][/color] 
 
Checking the time on her phone, she started leading the rest of the group back to the Alex’s car. They didn’t want to be late.  [color=ff6347][b]“I have to watch my figure… and even if I didn’t have to, I don’t think I would be able to eat a lot. Perks of dating me, you will surely have some of my food to eat too.”[/b][/color] Before she could say anything more, Summer’s gaze became dull at the sight of her best friend and her boyfriend’s best friend making out in the backseat. Typical. Fucking Molly and Ollie. 
 
A few more hours to go, and then they’ll be at Aces High… where there was space. A lot of space. [/indent]
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[indent]With the window rolled down, Summer’s long, strands of golden platinum blew with the cool breeze of the early morning. She caught sight of the sun rays gleaming in the clear lake water, which they were driving beside, on a dirt road. On the other side of the lake was Camp Aces High and, in order to get to it, they had to go around the lake and across the [url=http://www.beaconhillparkhistory.org/graphics/218_Apr2004_Goodacre_Lake_Bridge_17K350.jpg]stone bridge[/url]. Her gaze scanned the small looking people on the other side, trying to catch sight of her brother, Rhett. Being a counselor, he’s been here for about a week now, preparing for today. Unfortunately, all the counselors could not be seen, because they were behind the yellow bus, wearing plain shirts with their respective suits imprinted on them. [b][color=ff6347]“It’s really beautiful.”[/color][/b]  
 
[color=bf9000][b]“My dude, where’s Ash? She got the envelopes.”[/b][/color] Rhett adjusted his fitted cap, standing beside his partner for this shindig, Ffiona. The director was never late to anything. Something was off. Someone was dead. This would not be money if she didn’t make it in the next five minutes. 
 
[color=c0e03e][b]“Oh! Right… I’m on it!”[/b][/color] FiFi chirped and nodded her head rapidly. She was buzzing with energy, as per usual, and had a couple of extra tablespoons of HYPE, because the kids were arriving. Where was Ash? Where was she? Ffiona flitted off to check the bathrooms, maybe she was having a post-breakfast emergency. Wouldn’t that be just awful?
 
There is only one person that could hold up Aisling Hawthorne from making an ‘on-time’ appearance. Exiting the rec deck, having made sure the jukebox was in working condition, the director heavily sighed as she read the long list of concerns, wants, and demands that her aunt, Bianca Helmsley, spewed out moments ago on one of the few landlines on the campgrounds. Most in regards to Oliver, and making sure that everything was absolutely perfect for him, all the while constantly saying she will send people and money if Ash wants an immediate fix to the camp. Just say the word, and she’ll make it happen. That woman could go on, and on, and on. 
 
After folding up the paper and placing it in her back pocket, Aisling furrowed her eyebrows and glanced at her wrist watch. Great.  Swinging the black jansport backpack that was hanging on her shoulder in front of her, Ash unzipped it and looked at the stack of envelopes that were wrapped in a rubber band and separated by suit. 
 
[color=c0e03e][b]“There you are!”[/b][/color] Ffiona announced as she abruptly turned a corner on her heel. She wore her ample ginger waves in a loose braid that was resting on her right shoulder. Atop her head was an adorable [url=http://cdn.e4hats.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/thumbnail/600x/17f82f742ffe127f42dca9de82fb58b1/c/s/cs002sp-3.jpg]olive green fishing hat[/url]. FiFi looked every part the excited camp counselor, from head to toe. [color=c0e03e][b]“The campers are here!~”[/b][/color] Fi squeaked as she rushed to Ash and hooked her elbow into the crook of the slightly older woman’s arm, pulling her towards the parked bus.
 
Ten weeks of comfy summer vacation with a lake and a pretty view (and weed — to enhance said view) and some rocks to climb and free food and his friends, and Ty still thought this might turn out to be the longest, most depressing ten weeks of his life. There was only one reason for that, and that reason took physical form in Melody Josephine Fletcher. Now, while normally a wonderful girl that brought a brightness and smiles to their lives like few others did, there was only one word to describe Melody’s current temperament: Depressed.
 
She was going to be separated from her boyfriend, her love, her life, for almost the whole ten weeks; they’d drawn separate cabins! Now, Ty was pretty much okay with whatever, so he’d willingly taken this burden, switching with Troy and giving up his snuggly spot with Jude in return for keeping Mels happy, but he would survive. Ty loved life! He was alive and happy, and surely the sorrow-filled cloud surrounding the King’s Queen wouldn’t put a damper on that.

Plus, Ty could cheer her up, yo. [color=dad326][b]“Yo, Mels, how ya feelin’? Ya want some chocolate? I got chocolate.”[/b][/color] Ty said, handing her a chunk of homemade milk chocolate.
 
With the biggest fucking smile she could put on, she was an actress after all, Melody kept her eyes on the kids trailing out of the bus. Everything about her looked like perfection. If only they knew… [color=2e8b57][b]“I’m merry! Absolutely delighted. So, so excited for camp to begin. Why? Do I not look excited? Oh come on, I know I look excited. Just look at all these kids! This summer is going to be [i]phenomenal[/i].”[/b][/color] She brought her gaze to her friend, her smile never breaking, [color=2e8b57][b]“I’ll pass on the chocolate.”[/b][/color] Chocolate was NOT going to make her feel better. 
 
Alright, fine, he’ll eat the damn chocolate.
 
Ty ate the damn chocolate.
 
Then his hand fished around in his pockets some more, before withdrawing a carefully Saran Wrapped brownie, which he then offered her. [color=dad326][b]“Now I was savin’ this for when all the kids get kinda frustratin’, but you know what? You need it more than I do. I think I might be bleeding from the edge of your sarcasm.”[/b][/color]
 
[color=ffff99][b]“... Ty, did you really bring… those kind of brownies?”[/b][/color] Remy glanced over from his position, watching the exchange. Would Ash even be okay with that? 
 
[color=dad326][b]“Damn fuckin’ skippy I did, yo.”[/b][/color]
 
[color=181313][b]“And she doesn’t need to know.”[/b][/color] Jar said quietly to Remy, having a good idea of where his head went. Surely his boyfriend’s uncanny ‘this is wrong’ spidey senses were tingling right about now. Kush was going to make this summer camp thing a livable experience, no way was he risking that getting taken away because of Rem’s moral urges.
 
Just in time - but really a little bit late - Ffiona dragged the [i]she[/i] being mentioned on scene. With Ash there, they could finally learn the names of the campers that were assigned to their cabins. YAY! Ffiona balled her fists at her sides and hopped back over to Rhett’s, trying, and failing, to contain her energy. [color=c0e03e][b]“I wonder what they’ll be like? I bet they’re going to be awesome!”[/b][/color] she mused aloud to Rhett and awaited the opening of the envelopes with bated breath.
 
Of course, there was no time to waste since there were kids waiting with their bags to be escorted to their cabin and learn all things ‘camp’. Official orientation wasn’t until tomorrow, today was simply getting settled and comfortable, while getting to know your counselors. If any of the kids wanted certain things to be answered, which most would be answered tomorrow, their counselors knew everything and [i]should[/i] be able to provide the children with the information they need. [i]Should[/i] because… Ash wasn’t completely sure if letting all her cousin’s friends help her run the camp was a good decision… she didn’t often make bad decisions, and she hoped this was not one of them, but who knows? She’d figure everything out along the way. [b][color=778899]“Welcome, welcome! As much as I’d love to do a meet and greet right now, you all need to know where you’ll be staying for the next ten weeks! My name is Aisling Hawthorne and I’m the director of Aces High. You can find me, along with nurse, Ivy, in the main office, unless I’m doing my rounds or attending an event. Everything that Aces High has to offer will be shown to you during your tour with your counselors.”[/color][/b] 
 
She paused for a second and grabbed the first stack of envelopes. Her expression was warm and welcoming, even if she stood rather intimidating, [b][color=778899]“When I call out your name, please come up and take this envelope right here. Inside will have a suit. So either a hearts, spades, diamonds, or clubs. To my left are the counselors. The counselors that match your suit will be your leaders for your time here. Even the ones that aren’t assigned to your cabin, which you’ll find out soon enough. Consider your suit kind of like your team or family. This is not saying you won’t interact with anyone else, this is simply saying that when we do have bigger events, you’ll be paired with campers that, by lady luck, have been assigned to your suit as well. Once you know your suit, join your counselors, and they will lead you to your cabins. Feel free to ask them any questions, but do know they do have an introduction planned for when you all reach your triad. Alright? Alright! Let’s begin.”[/color][/b]
 
From there, Ash did exactly what she said and started calling out names, while allowing her counselors to do whatever they saw fit to make their campers feel at home.  [/indent] [hr][hr]
[indent][b]OOC:[/b] 
[i]The cabins in each suit are extremely close to one another, even if there may be two Mains in a cabin (there are most likely NPCs too, mind you), they can easily interact with anyone else in their suit. Their team. Also, please note that the campers will rarely be in their cabin, unless they’re sleeping or hiding away with someone. For the most part, we hope that everyone takes advantage of the campgrounds to explore their horizons and create an awesome story. 
 
[color=ff4931][b]King of Hearts:[/b][/color] Kennedy, Summer
[color=ff4931][b]Queen of Hearts:[/b][/color] Josephine, Eleanor, Kaitlyn
[color=ff4931][b]Jack of Hearts:[/b][/color] Connor, Fiorella, Alexander

[color=1a1a1a][b]King of Spades:[/b][/color] Ella, Kiran 
[color=1a1a1a][b]Queen of Spades:[/b][/color] Margaery, Noah, Solana
[color=1a1a1a][b]Jack of Spades:[/b][/color] Angel, [s]Molly[/s] Kable, Madison

[color=ff4931][b]King of Diamonds:[/b][/color] Oliver, [s]Kable[/s] Molly
[color=ff4931][b]Queen of Diamonds:[/b][/color] Peter, Ruby, Jenna
[color=ff4931][b]Jack of Diamonds:[/b][/color] Trent, Jace

[color=1a1a1a][b]King of Clubs:[/b][/color] Daniela, Alexandria, Jimena
[color=1a1a1a][b]Queen of Clubs:[/b][/color] Adam, Eva
[color=1a1a1a][b]Jack of Clubs:[/b][/color] Casper, Silo
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