❝ WHY DON'T WE TRY AND MAKE
THIS SUMMER AS UNAWKWARD &
LEAST MISERABLE AS POSSIBLE? ❞
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༊*·˚ 🏕 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬
in which billie slater seriously
hates her assigned cabin mate
and will do anything in order
to...
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🏕🖇 ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ─── 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐. nick goode, fear street
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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE ❛ the end of camp nightwing ❜
THE CRISP AIR CUT INTO HER SKIN LIKE A KNIFE. She had almost lost all understanding of the real world and became lost in a convolution of unfamiliarity. Billie hadn't grasped the safety net of the old shack until she stepped out of it. What she saw now was nothing like the tight corners of a rotting shed, but instead a vast panorama that existed to her like uncharted waters. A black landscape, stalked by silent trees and plagued with a thick fog that only ignited the feeling of misgiving lodged in her stomach.
