-3rd person-
Y/N sat down on their couch with a cup of F/D and a newspaper, looking for a job. "Gardener? No. Cashier? Nope. Chicken dentist? How does that even work..? Missing child.. That's not even a job." Y/N sighed, skimming through the newspaper. "This so frustrating, I'll never- Wait, Camp Campbell?" The advert had caught their eye. "Help wanted.. co counselor, blah blah blah... Dial 555-Camp to apply, ask to speak with Darla." Y/n quickly hoped off the couch, going too their phone.
"Hello?" A feminine voice came through the phone, "Uh- This is Camp Campbell right? I'm Y/N, I'm here to apply for the Co-Counselor position?" They replied into the phone, nervously fiddling with their fingers. "Yes! I'm Darla, nice to meet you Y/N! are you free next Friday on the 30th to schedule an interview?" Darla asked, "Uh.." "Jesus Christ, Y/N. You have nothing going on, calm down." They thought, answering the question. "Uhm- Yes! Yeah, I'm free!" "Great!" -Click!- Y/N blinked a few times. "that was... easier then expected."
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So this sucks ass but oh well! :D Uh, hope you enjoyed?
EDITED? Yeah
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Posted on 16/8/21!
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I love you two! (Gregg X Darla X Reader)
Fanfiction‼️COVER CREDS GO TO stariitea ON TUMBLR‼️ Y/N L/N. An average person with a new job at Camp Campbell. Sure, the pays bad and the kids CAN be a handfull at times.. but hey, it's not like anyone's gonna die or anything! It can't be THAT bad! Right...
