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“oh? did you take that as me blaming you, silas. i was simply stating a fact.” they tilted their head, leaning sideways slightly to rest it on. they lifted their head when the other dropped his arm, lips tilting. “you repeatedly don’t listen. it’s the only rule i’ve made and you continually break it,” mitch tilted their head up. “you’d benefit from learning and abiding by it.” it wasn’t a hard request, nor an impossible one. their brows raised at the other. it was very obvious that he was intoxicated. though, they’d known that right away by his smell. “i’d probably end up sucking something,” mimi replied simply, shoulders pressing against the wall in a shrug. “it takes a lot to get me drunk but i do tend to get a bit wild when it happens.”

they reached a hand up to scratch at their neck, a brow quirking. “is that so?” they mused, considering the young camper. perhaps, if he wasn’t intoxicated they’d be more open to his advances, not that they were closed at the moment seeing as they’d allowed their self to be pinned for the time being. “how much of that whiskey did you drink, exactly?” mimi inquired, nose wrinkling as they craned their neck forward a bit and gave a very obvious sniff.

silas purses his lips as mitch calls him out , but he doesn’t comment and instead averts his gaze. “ you just don’t want me to have anything that brings me joy. “ he grumbles , pouting at them like a bratty child that hadn’t gotten their way. “ i don’t see why your tail is off limits. if i had a tail , i’d want people to pet it. “ he mutters. all evidence of his disappointment melts away as his eyebrows shoot up “ fuck -- “ he clears his throat “ i wish i’d gotten that on record. “ he smirks , tongue slipping out to lick the corner of his mouth “ will keep that in mind. “ a wild mimi was definitely something he wouldn’t mind witnessing.

“you hardly know me,” mitch replied evenly, though it was clear in their tone that they were finding amusement from the other. “i’m also far from a sleepy drunk. it’ll be unlikely you’ll see me intoxicated though,” they told the other wryly. if he did then they’d mostly have made a poor choice in the time and place to get drunk. perhaps they should make an effort to push the other away, especially when he began to bodily move them backwards. still, though, they weren’t intimidated by the other and allowed the herding until they back was pressed again the wall. they leaned their head back, chin tilting up as they peered down at the younger camper. “are you having fun?” they questioned, having been quiet for a momentary lapse in their conversation.

“ that’s hardly my fault. “ silas counters “ you’re usually sleeping or pissed off because i touched your tail. “ he raises his free hand to point a finger at them “ which , by the way , isn’t fair ‘cause your tail is cute and i just want to pet it. “ he grumbles , dropping his hand back to his side and squints at the other. “ why not ? are you a fun sucker ? suck the fun outta’ stuff ? “ the osborn boy slurs with a smirk. 

  “i have another beer in my cabin if ya want one.” 

          “christ,” adrian mumbles under their breath, when they hear a few staff members arguing just outside the doorway of the den. “do you think they know we can hear what they’re saying ??”

blood pack in hand, he took long sips through the straw. it was animal blood instead of human. his mom had always tried to teach him not to drink that. but, it was hard sometimes. taking his sleeve, he wiped his lips, staining the white fabric. “ ah, “ he sighed, “ much better. “

 “your guess would be inccorrect,” mitch responded, eyes gleaming as they watch the other’s expressions. there was a time and place for intoxication as well, now just happened to not be either. plus, it took a lot to get them drunk and when they were they were a bit wild. “well, i am wearing all my clothes still,” mimi responded, not moving an inch even as the camper moved closer to them.

their hand lifted from the osborn boy’s jaw as they looked to where he was pointing, eyes falling on the whiskey bottle. they, in fact, did not want some. “no, silas,” mitch answered, lips curling up slightly as they turned back to look at him. they were in a fairly good mood which resulted in their amusement rather than annoyance with silas for the time being. “smooth? i suppose i’ve heard rougher attempts to get me undressed,” mimi murmured thoughtfully.

“can i help you?” the dark haired woman asked as she tilted her head to the side, watching, “i don’t have all night to wait for an answer so hurry up.”

Sitting and enjoying the coffee that she had earlier had probably been the best part of her day so far. Bridget had tried to have a lazier day, after completing all of the work that she had to do, relaxed and reading her book alone. Feeling another person’s presence, she sighed a little bit. “Can I help you?” she asked, flickering her eyes up to look at them.

oh great. this situation just got ten times worse. as dylan was approaching the other to give them a full-blown apology, she realized who she was dealing with — and the insult also just hit her. with a slight frown, she looked up at the other and tried really hard not to roll her eyes. “how many times do i have to tell you, silas. spiders are not bugs. they’re arachnids. therefor, your insult is invalid.” she said with a sigh, making sure she was close enough for him to hear her. 

“but yes, i’ll get my ‘shit’ off of you, seeing as this was my fault.” dylan started picking away at the webbing, making sure everything was gone. “maybe you can try being nicer to me, and then maybe my web shooters will try to be nicer to you too.”

     olive wasn’t an alcohol kind of person, but in the event of a ‘party’─ you could always find her in the corner sipping her ayahuasca tea (cut with some good, healthy peyote, of course). by this time of night, she’s already mid-trip, willing to get some strange from anyone who’s willing. she presses her lips to his happily, her hands placed on either side of his neck. after a beat, she pulls away; “mm, wait─ y’ gotta name ??”

they studied the face of the male who’d attached himself too them, eyes sharp as they pulled in the blown pupils and flush on his cheeks. mitch wasn’t someone who minded physical contact- hell, they spent a lot of their time curled up around someone or up close and personal with them. of course, they didn’t care much about any other forms. the kiss hardly pulled a response from them. it was’t like their nap was getting interrupted. in fact, they had woken up from one not long ago and was feeling fairly refreshed. “whiskey,” they huffed, nose wrinkling in distaste. “why would you need a shower. did you spill it all over yourself.” mimi questioned, pulling further back as their gaze gave the young male a once over.

Ellie shrugged and rolled onto her back, taking a moment to stare at the ceiling. “Good.” Was all she said, a wicked grin still on her face. She wouldn’t lie, he was a handsome man. Definitely one she’d love to make her own personal Venus one day.

Mimicking him in the motion, she looked back at him and chuckled. “Does it matter though? I’m in your bed, after all.” She then sat up slightly, propping herself on her elbows as she looked down at him now. “Or would you rather I leave?” She didn’t want to leave. And she probably wouldn’t. But it’d be nice to hear someone say they wanted her around for the first time in a while.