𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙙 •𝑵𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒆•

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚 - 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎

𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟑𝐭𝐡, 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟖
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"𝐙𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐲!"

Nora jumps awake as someone bursts into their cabin.

The bunk bed creaks as Ziggy sits up in bed.

Nora rubs her eyes tiredly.

She looks to see Cindy standing in the doorway.

"It's the first day, and you've 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 done something!?" She exclaims, putting her hands on her hips.

"Can you knock?" Ziggy questions.

"No! I can not 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬." Cindy shoots back.

Nora sits up in her bed.

"You burnt down the flag! Seriously!? And don't 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 Kurt doesn't know. We all know it was you." Cindy scolds.

"So..?" Ziggy responds.

"𝘚𝘰?"

"Get out."

"No. I will 𝘯𝘰𝘵 let you ruin this summer. There will be no more trouble at camp, do you understand me? Its only the first day, and your already getting into trouble."

"Get out!" Ziggy screams at her.

"Fine!" Cindy yells, walking out and slamming the cabin door behind her.

What just happened?

"You burnt down the camp flag!?" Nora exclaims.

"Yeah. So..?"

"𝘚𝘰? Ziggy it's the first day!"

"I know! I need to make the most of this shitthole."

"𝘎𝘰𝘥, Ziggy." Nora gets out of her bunk, walking to the dresser.

The bunk bed creaks some more as Ziggy climbs down the ladder.

"She's so annoying." She comments snarkly.

Nora tucks a strand of hair behind her ear as she searches for her clothes.

She does her best to ignore Ziggy.

It's silent for a few moments. Nora finally says something.

"It's 8:00 o'clock. We have to get breakfast in twenty minutes."

"I'm not hungry"

"Ziggy.." Nora warns.

"𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘦."

Ziggy is Nora's only friend. But sometimes, she can be a pain in the ass.

If only she'd known Ziggy was planning something, she would've stopped her.
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"So... What do you do in you're free time?" A young boy asks Nora.

His name is Jeremy. He's a nice kid.