InsaneJournal

Characters: Darcy and Steve
Date: After this conversation
Location: The lake
Summary:
Status: Ongoing



This insomnia thing sucked ass. Maybe it was the sudden reduction in their numbers that triggered it. Maybe it was the humidity in the air. Maybe it was the way the rolled up mattresses in the bunk house seemed to haunt everyone. No matter the cause, sleep was hard to come by for Darcy that night, so when Steve texted her, she jumped at the chance to do something other than lay in her bed and stare at the ceiling.

In between replies, she (quietly) pulled her camp uniform back on, thankful that she'd mastered the whole changing-without-getting-undressed thing in middle school. It was too warm for socks and shoes, though, so she pulled her bright yellow shower flip flops out from under her bed and then slipped outside to join Steve.