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[indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]Blair was thankful her company didn’t fight when she started pulling her away. So far her night had been everything it should be when it came to a party, booze, boys, and sex. But she was sorely missing some girl time. She hadn’t really found her footing since arriving at camp and longed for friendship beyond her brother and his questionable fashion choices. Of course, kidnapping some random girl might not have been the [i]best[/i] start to a friendship, but she seemed in need of saving and played along. It was a good start if nothing else. 

[color=5a3e85]"Well, I’m Anissa…and…"[/color] the girl replied, but her voice trailed off as something seemed to trigger a spark of recognition behind her eyes. [color=5a3e85]"Wait, Blair?"[/color]

[color=c9bef3]"Last I checked,"[/color] she replied with a chuckle. 

[color=5a3e85]"Were you actually able to find Heath?"[/color]

[color=c9bef3]"[i]Huh?[/i] Oh,"[/color] Blair snorted at the question and rolled her eyes. [color=c9bef3]"That was just Sylas’s idea of entertainment. What’s funnier than sending someone to find their sibling in the middle of getting laid?"[/color] The question was rhetorical while her annoyance and sarcasm was palpable. [color=c9bef3]"At least he didn’t watch… That would have been [i]weird.[/i]"[/color]

There were a handful of campers lingering around the bar but not nearly as many as when her brother enticed half of the party with shots. The dispersal might have been [i]partly[/i] her fault, but also, Blair didn’t give a shit. She hadn’t been touched in three months, her sexual itches and cravings were more important than dignity and decorum. Her mood had [i]significantly[/i] increased knowing she still had it and that the problem wasn’t her, but the lack of decent penis options at camp. With the influx of new campers… and [i]men[/i], she was finding her rhythm again.

Blair sidled up to the bar near a guy with curly brown hair who tossed bottles and blended drinks like being a mixologist was his true calling. She rested her forearms against the edge of the counter and leaned forward to gauge the range of liquor options. As she scanned the array of bottles, her gaze drifted to the hot, jock looking guy with red hair that stood between her and Trinity. Well, if one thing was for certain, if he was trying to flirt with the blonde he wasn’t going to get anywhere which left him open for her. She flashed him a little smirk before shifting her attention back to Anissa. 

[color=5a3e85]"Hey, so… question,"[/color] the girl spoke up quietly, motioning toward the plethora of alcohol options. [color=5a3e85]"Is bourbon… the kind of thing people actually take as a shot? I really liked how it tasted earlier, but…I totally forgot to ask Sylas what the actual name of the bottle was."[/color]

[color=c9bef3]"Anything can be a shot if you’re brave enough,"[/color] Blair replied as she scanned the bottles until she found some old, pretentious looking bourbon. That [i]had[/i] to be what Sylas was drinking. There was no way he’d settle for anything less than a hundred dollars a bottle. She shifted to the tips of her toes, reaching for the liquor that happened to rest somewhere behind the redhead. As she retrieved the bourbon, her arm lightly brushed against the guy. It was [i]actually[/i] unintentional, contrary to what anyone probably thought. She laughed apologetically, sparing him a quick glance. [color=c9bef3]"Sorry about that, handsome."[/color]

Blair snagged six empty shot glasses that laid around the bar, some were definitely used previously but she didn’t care. If the germs could survive the excessive alcohol content in her stomach then they deserved to live. She popped the cork and proceeded to fill the small glasses. After prepping their drinks that would probably make the eclectic bartender seize on the spot if he noticed, she slid three over in front of her new best friend. 

Blair’s fingers lightly scooped up the first shot and clinked her glass against Anissa’s with a mischievous smile. [color=c9bef3]"Cheers!"[/color] She threw her head and the shot back in one drink. Her face contorted slightly at the surprising burn of the drink as it made its way down her throat. Her brows furrowed as she examined the empty shot glass. [color=c9bef3]"Sylas really has [i]pretentious[/i] taste in alcohol."[/color] She laughed softly as she discarded the empty glass and reached for the next shot.

[color=firebrick]"...or a Sit on My Face, Honey depending on where you're from, I guess..."[/color] 

The conversation beside her piqued her interest, along with the redhead promptly spitting out his drink. Blair laughed softly, scooped up her second shot and brought the glass up to her lips. [color=c9bef3]"Say please,"[/color] she commented to the men with a mischievous grin. Her gaze shifted between the pair of them, then settled on the ginger before throwing back her second shot. 

Blair looked back over at Anissa with a growing smile. She could feel the alcohol settling into her bloodstream, making her head a little fuzzy and wiping away her inhibitions… If there were any there in the first place. [color=c9bef3]"Two down, one to go."[/color] She wasted no time, scooping up the last shot and downing it before she could regret the choice in liquor further. In the end it wasn’t about the taste but getting drunk and having fun. 

She blinked as the final burn settled in her stomach. Blair sat down the last empty shot glass and tilted her head to the side as she waited for Anissa to finish. [color=c9bef3]"So… Have you decided what kind of hell we’re getting up to?"[/color] She had half a mind to hijack the stereo system, blast some Chappell Roan and dance around like the world was theirs. But whatever they did was Anissa’s choice, she was happy to tag along in whatever shenanigans the girl would find the most entertaining.[/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

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[indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]Wes waited, patiently… for the most part, as they made their introductions and picked their cabins. He even chuckled to himself at the explanation of Rae’s last name, a hurdle that took him the better part of a year to get a handle on… And even then he sometimes slipped up on pronunciation. Since the guy didn’t [i]actually[/i] introduce himself, Wes was thankful that Rae took it upon herself to say his name outloud. Another last name he’d never be able to pronounce correctly, but thankfully he rarely used anyone’s surnames, let alone remembered them. It’d be fine. He’d forget by the morning anyway. 

While he thought he might have been able to slip away now that Rae had the company of someone else to figure things out with, instead she went immediately into panic mode. [color=3b9ae1]"Wait—what! But you just got here! I mean—[i]I[/i] just got here, and you—"[/color] Her hands flapped around enough that she might have taken flight if she didn’t catch herself and stop. [color=3b9ae1]"What I’m trying to say is…you don’t have to bail. I mean, you [i]can[/i] bail—free country, New Year’s, girlfriend, priorities, totally valid—but also I still don’t know where anything is."[/color]

He nearly made a comment under his breath about Trinity not seeming to want to be around him at the moment. But that was his business. No use airing his own dirty laundry in front of a newbie or making Rae feel worse about the whole conversation than she already did. [color=667c0c]"Woah. Ok, breathe,"[/color] he said calmly, placing his hand on the redhead’s shoulder trying to get her to stop panicking for two seconds. 

[color=D87093]"The map is very useful,"[/color] Idris chuckled. [color=D87093]"Should I have brought a sleeping bag? Not sure what the inside of the cabin will be like. And I haven’t really done much camping before."[/color]

Rae jabbed her finger in the air toward Idris like that was the exact reasoning she needed. [color=3b9ae1]"See? That’s a question I can’t answer, but [i]you[/i] can. Think, Wesley! What if another question comes up that I don’t know?"[/color]

Wes laughed and rolled his eyes. [color=667c0c]"Alright, if it’ll help you [i]not[/i] freak out, I’ll help you guys find your cabins. Camp really isn’t that complicated,"[/color] he added with a shake of his head. His gaze drifted over to Idris. [color=667c0c]"The cabins are all furnished. Weird camp magic I can’t explain, but they’re always outfitted to suit their owner. Everything you would want should be inside… Unless the Gods are being dicks or something. It’s possible."[/color] He shrugged his shoulders like that was a fact he assumed the pair were abundantly aware of. 

[color=667c0c]"Um."[/color] Wes scanned the map then took a step to the South, pointing his hand toward cabin 41. [color=667c0c]"Your cabin is pretty close,"[/color] he told Idris with a faint smile. [color=667c0c]"Rae, yours isn’t far down that path,"[/color] he added while pointing down the dirt trail beside Idris’s cabin. 

With a soft sigh, Wes leaned over and picked back up Rae’s bag. He nodded his head in the direction of the cabins for her to lead the way and he would follow. If she was wanting to figure shit out and get her questions answered, then she needed to take the lead and find her questions. [color=667c0c]"Alright, Lewski. Lead the way."[/color][/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

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