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Jake's POV:

It's already a few days at Disventure Camp, as I was wandering about, I caught sight of 3ll1€ squatting down near a grass patch searching for something desperately. I had to admit, she looked pretty stupid. I still can't forgive her for what she did to me last season and what she had said about me, like bro she's actually possibly holding a grudge on me or sum shit 😂 nah dawg I did no shit I hadn't even said anything to her 😭😭🙏

Either way, I just felt the need to approach her so I did.

"What are you even doing, you ginger leprechaun." I rolled my eyes as I glared at Ellie.

"Oh... I'm sorry, is all this bothering you? You should focus on planning your grandmother's funeral instead." Ellie replied, giving me a death stare.

I shrugged and muttered out "At least I don't have to work 2 jobs, how about you focus on paying some bills huh?" The look on Ellie's face after this was pretty satisfying.

"No wonder both your ex and Tom left you, I mean, having 2 failed relationships? Honestly I cannot relate." Ellie then stood up. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going back to my camp. Move out of the way." Ellie brushed past me forcefully.

"You can't be talking you got tricked by an old lady 💀"
Ellie crossed her arms as she replied to what I said "Well, I do hope she actually suffers from a heart attack, testing my sympathy? That's not cool"

"She literally did it for the money, it's giving 'it's only okay if I do it", you clearly think the world circulated around you." I somewhat defended Miriam.

"Whatever, you can go eat shit and die, it's not that even Tom might care if you did die anyway, the only person that might care however is that cranky old lady that's on her lifeline, perhaps you both can die a slow and painful death together." And with that, Ellie walked off, not turning back.

"Woww, harsh much hm?" I sighed, nah dawg we ain't on good terms we are literally mortal enemies 💀

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