Camp Counselor (5SOS Cake) *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter Ten

                Wilson yawned, “FfffffuuuuCCCKKKKK.”

                I’m not kidding. That was his yawn. He yawned fuck.

                “What?” Michael said as he looked over to Wilson.

                “The one downside to camp is that we have to wake up at like 5 in the morning. I usually wake up at like 3 PM, and then I nap all day anyway.”

                “Dude same.”

                Michael and Wilson air high-fived since they were both just sitting on their beds. Luke was in the bathrooms for shower duty AKA making sure no one peeked in on anyone and everyone only had 3 minutes to shower.

                “I think I might just not shower today,” I said, “It’s camp, who gives a shit?”

                “I’ll give a shit if you start to smell like it,” Wilson complained.

                “I have no sense of smell. Right now I just smell like air. Air smells like my dog, and my dog smells like air,” Michael said, “That was very philosophical and confusing. I confused myself.”

                Wilson stood up, “Well while you guys contemplate the scent of air, I’m going to go shower and stay hygienic… On second thought, Calum come with me. I don’t trust Uncle Luke to make sure no one opens the curtain while I’m in there.”

                “And you trust me?” I smiled cheekily.

                “…Fuck, I can’t let people get to see this body for free.”

                I chuckled, “Alright.”

                Wilson walked out of the room leaving just me, Michael, and some other guy who I haven’t introduced myself to yet. He was sleeping though. He’s a really heavy sleeper if he can sleep through Wilsons fuck yawn. That was actually very loud.

                Michael got up, “I think I’m going to hang with Lucifer,” said Michael.

                “Lucifer? I didn’t know you were satanic… this is a Christian camp, what are you doing here?” I questioned.

                “I’m talking about Luke. I’m working on my cute nicknames.”

                “Oh, Lucifer suits him so well.”

                He walked out of the tent replaced by a wet Wilson with a towel wrapped around his waist, “And I only had enough time to shampoo my hair.”

                “You only got to shampoo your hair within 3 minutes?”

                “No. I accidentally walked into the girls showers.”

                “How do you manage to do that? Didn’t you notice a bunch of half-naked girls in there?”

                “LOOK MAN I’M STILL REALLY T-,” Wilson was cut off by Luke running into the tent in full panic. The horror in his eyes told me something was definitely wrong.

                “COME ON, GUYS! RUN!” Luke shouted. It was the most serious and raspy I’ve ever heard his voice get. I returned his look of horror and followed him in a sprint.

                Wilson was in front of me with a death grip on his towel. I heard screams in the distance.

                “GOD FUCKING DAMMIT IF I LOSE A GRIP ON MY TOWEL NOBODY BETTER TOUCH MY BUTT!” Wilson shouted.