Camden Wilde.

Pfft. I don’t know. No one, if you want like a real answer. If I knew that I probably wouldn’t be single. If you’re like twisting my arm to pick someone, probably Peyton or Dick Face. They’re the most harmless. They’re the least annoying. Maybe Axel? But he won’t give me bum access so probably not. 

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“Thank you! Yeah, but if no one sees them who’s gonna know?” She laughed. Camden was trying to get he out of the dumps, which seemed to be working a little bit since she even agreed to the shot. “’Atta girl. .. True, you know me so well,” She snickered, making a quick mixed concoction for herself to have on the go. “Oh c’mon. Nothing a few drinks won’t solve. We’ll have a great night.”

Jessie had been the first to join them. “Actually, you’re the first,” She chimed. It didn’t take long for people to start trickling into their room, including Tiffany with the very moonshine she had been pining to try all year. Camden jumped to her feet, “Yes! This is why I love you.” She threw her arms over her favorite southern belle. She listened to the list of options, and cringed upon hearing the name Devil’s Sweat. “That sounds fucking awful.” She only waited a beat. “.. I need that in my life immediately.” She took a few shots with Tiffany, feeling a firey sensation in her belly. Soon enough others had joined, Camden or whoever else coming to the door to greet their guests. “God damn it, Tess. Don’t play like that,” Camden grinned, even though it was obvious through the voice who it was.

It had gotten a bit packed but in all good fun. Through all the shots and mini drinking games to mood themselves up for the bonfire, they up and rolling out in about an hour or so. They didn’t want to get too drunk and not even make it there, and they had. The music was bumping and teenagers were being teenagers. As usual, Cam was shoving shots at people, having a good time. She was itching for a swim pretty soon. “C’mon one more won’t kill ya,” She egged on. “.. Hopefully.” 

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Camden shuffled through her bags, trying to find a suitable top.. as well as her other contraband. Ah. She said finding what she was looking for. She threw the top a shirt over the bathing suit she had already changed into previously. Camden didn’t really care if anyone else intended on swimming, but she sure as hell did. Speaking of not caring, “Nope, you’re coming,” Camden chimed, ignoring Lyssa’s previous refusals. “I don’t care what you have to say,” She said, looking for a pair of high waisted shorts to hopefully complete her outfit. “Does this top make my boobs look good?” She joked, pointing to herself, but seriously wondering if she looked okay. While Alyssa answered, she turned around to pull out a certain bottle out of her bag she had tucked away between her clothing.“Here,” She turned around with a vodka  filled double shot glass in hand, and shoved it towards her best friend. “Shut up, take a shot, and don’t be a puss puss.”  God knows she needed one. “Also.. we’rethrowingalittlegetogetherbeforethebonfire,” Camden coughed quickly, knowing little was never little when she hosted. “Mmkay! Sounds good!” 

Aubree: -Joins Chat-

Aubree: am I the only one on here?

James: -Joins Chat-

James: -Exit Chat-

Matthew: -Joins Chat-

James: -Joins Chat-

Aubree: James?

Matthew: Harrison?

James: Papadore?

Aubree: you two are weirdos