GREGORY: Oh, the endless possibilities here...
GREGORY: I’ve had far more dreams than I am willing to admit, where I would be bunking with specific friends of mine.
GREGORY: All such combinations provide limitless amounts of fun!
GREGORY: Though I will say, I rather imagined three others with me, as I was told that was the standard amount of members per cabin.
GREGORY: But if I am to be stuck with two instead of three, it just makes my wishes that much more close to my heart.
GREGORY: Quite easy to list of people the more space you have on paper...
GREGORY: When you wish for so many, however, and you only have a single sticky note to write upon, you’d pick the closest of close to you, would you not?
GREGORY: Of course, my mind flutters across my friends in the theatre department first and foremost.
GREGORY: I have many close friends in that class, though I’d be lying if I said I’d be willing to spend my entire summer with every single one of them at night.
GREGORY: Mark Cotswolds, a dear friend of mine-- he’s a fine actor, and rather quiet and polite otherwise. He is one I would enjoy to see.
GREGORY: ...I don’t really see him as the type to drop everything and jump into the world of nature, though...
GREGORY: Of course, my friend Pip would be lovely, but seeing as how he’d left the same time I had from the main hall, I can assume he was assigned a separate cabin from my own.
GREGORY: Hmm... who else am I so close with that I’d wish for their arrival?
GREGORY: Gary Harrison, perhaps.
GREGORY: Perhaps he isn’t quite the closest friend of mine, but a ray of sunshine nonetheless!
GREGORY: Perhaps I’d fancy a fresher face, one who I have long since drifted from.
GREGORY: One who’s an entirely new experience all together?
GREGORY: Wouldn’t that be a pleasant surprise--
GREGORY: (Oh my stars, as if on cue!)
GREGORY: (Who could have opened the doorway to a whole summer of fun?)--
STAN MARSH, GREGORY’S CHILDHOOD RIVAL. YOU KNOW THE ONE THAT HE JUST NEVER REALLY LIKED AS A KID, BUT SORTA GREW OUT OF IT AS HE GOT OLDER? THAT STAN MARSH: ,,
GREGORY: (Do my eyes deceive me?)
GREGORY: (Surely what is lain before me cannot be true.)
STAN: (Of all the people...)
