David x (male/masc) reader [campcamp]

Chapter one

Your POV:

I open my front door, and hearing that recognizable creak that came along with it. I sighed. Taking off my coat and tossing it on the couch. I take off my shoes and take out my phone.

7:00 PM

To give some context I had just finished contacting the last set of new jobs I was interested in. I was always rejected by them, or was  just never contacted ever again. Today I had just finished my weird interview at this weird 'CampCamp'. Literally, it was called CampCamp. I would just wait and see if they'd reach out. As much as I hate to admit it, they were my last hope. I really needed the money, and was overall becoming desperate.

I headed over towards my pantry. I rummaged around, eventually grabbing some sugar cookies and pretzels. I looked up in awe. I loved my pantry. I'd always make sure my pantry will filled with my favorite foods. Although I didn't have a job, it didn't mean I was that typical unorganized adult. Organization was everything to me. I always made sure to have a backup plan. Meaning, I had built up my savings. Yeah I was tight on money, but I was smart about future plans.
The future is always unpredictable.

I waddled over to my room. I was about to plop down onto my bed, but hesitated. I really just wanted to stuff my face with the snacks I had just got, but knew I'd be able to enjoy it them more if I took a shower. I stood there in my room for a minute. I sighed and after having my argument with my rational side, I hoped into my shower.

After getting out, I immediately plopped down onto my bed. I turned on my TV and watched YouTube. I spent a couple minutes just scrolling, trying to find a video I would find entertaining. While I was scrolling I heard my phone go off. I looked down and saw what had notified me. It had been a new message. It was from that one camp counselor, Gwen. She said I had been hired, and gave me further details about my job. Like what day I started work, time, and what I'd be doing. I was extremely eager to start work. I thanked her and told her to have a nice night. I would start work tomorrow at 8:30 AM.

I was a bit nervous about having to work in the outdoors for several hours per day. But oh well. I should've thought out that beforehand.

I finished my last pretzel and turned off my TV. I headed over to my bathroom, and brushed my teeth. I did a quick brush through my hair, being well aware that it was going to be messy when I woke up. I looked at myself in the mirror and told myself tomorrow would be a new start to something. I wasn't sure what to expect. I tried not to overthink, I didn't wanna destroy what was left of my confidence. I went to bed and hoped for the best. Not knowing that tomorrow I'd meet

Him.