Wolf awoke to Salem, hand on his leg, asleep beside him. He saw a bandage, wrapped tightly around his thigh. He also woke up with an... urge.
'Fucking hell, seriously? Right now?' He thought to himself.
Salem opened her eyes and kissed Wolf on the cheek.
'Hey! You're awake! How's your leg?' She asked
'Uh...Yeah, it's fine,' Wolf stuttered. That kiss from Salem was not helping his situation at all.
'Oh my god! You must be starving! Wait right here. I'll go grab some toast from the cafeteria,' she told him, before walking out the door.
'Perfect,' Wolf thought to himself.
He saw a shirt on the bench next to him, it was covered in blood. Must've been used to put pressure on his leg, he figured. Wolf grabbed the shirt and...relieved himself.
Just as he finished up, a Camp Counsellor, Mr. Clancy, walked in.
'Oh, shit. Awww, fuck,' Wolf blurted.
'What. The. Fuck?' Clancy replied.
'Aw, I'm sorry,' Wolf apologised
'Is that my shirt?'
'Yeah, sorry. I needed something.'
'Clean that shit up, we're going to the office.' Clancy instructed Wolf.
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Wolf | Tyler, The Creator
Dla nastolatkówBased on albums by Tyler, the Creator Following the death of his Grandmother, Wolf is sent to Camp Flog Gnaw. Bikes, Girls, Fights, Lakes, Parties, Cars, Drugs...everything a summer camp needs...
