𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅.

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𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐬/𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬 | 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 | 𝐚𝐮 | 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬-𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞

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..ziggy?? listen i rolled this rng prompt

[baring]

( for the third night in a week, bellamy's been kicked out of his cabin with another counselor with an abrupt, 'don't know what to tell you, man, find somewhere else to bunk tonight. i promised my lady the place to ourselves.' at least the guy's considerate enough to throw him his coat and a blanket, but in the moment he struggles to find his gratitude. frustrated, cold and not eager to sleep in the grass and twigs again has him stumbling towards the end of the line of cabins where he can get a fire going, not unlike what he's done the last few nights.

he's surprised when he sees ziggy out, fire already going, and not a single soul ( particularly, her sister ) around to dissuade her. probably, he should try and do his job. he tried the first time they ran into each other, does that count? )

Do I wanna know what you're up to? ( he's already setting down his blanket in a neat folded square on the grass, nearby when it becomes necessary but off to the side until then. bellamy's capable of being arrogant enough to assume she'd been waiting on him — more than once is habitual, after all — but there's something about her that keeps him from jumping to that conclusion. something about him, too. starts with an i and ends with nsecurity. )

[shittysider]

[ lights out --for campers anyway-- was over an hour ago, but if that's the only rule she's broken today then the counselors ought to consider themselves lucky. at least she isn't burning the camp down which, truth be told, is what she'd really like to do. but the sunnyvalers are already so smug and superior, ziggy can't stand the idea of giving them one more reason to look down on shadyside. to pity the poor, troubled kids trapped there.

so she has a little fire going. so she happens to know that bellamy passed this way a night or two ago. spotted him through the window of her cabin while the other girls happily chatted away about this boy or that boy or what they're going to do when they go home.

there's maybe two people here ziggy doesn't completely despise. he's just lucky enough to be one of them. ]

Camping. [ looking up at him with a self-satisfied grin, she waves an arm through the air in vague indication of the woods. the cabins and mess hall. ] That's what we're supposed to be doing here, right?

[baring]

In a glorified, supervised, not-actually-relying-on-the-wilderness way, yeah. ( he makes no effort to conceal the amusement that sparks in response to her sass. she's not wrong. being a fellow resident of shadyshide has given him thicker skin and a similar resentment for his place in the world. in and out of foster care after his mother died didn't make his social standing better and declaring legal guardianship of his sister ( when he was able ) hadn't done bellamy any favors either. he knows what people say.

his blanket may have already been discarded but for now, he remains standing adjacent to her. )

You mind if I join you? ( as if he hasn't already interrupted her. ) Someone should get on that supervising thing I mentioned and between the two of us, I don't think I'm equipped for the job.