Get back

When you arrive with the booze, they treat you like a hero, not like someone who was creeping around with a camera.

“Fucking yes,” Meg says, giving you a big high-five. “What we got here? Oh, shit. We’re getting fucked up, girls.” The other counselors are there in the common room of the counselor cabin: Kate in her matching shorts and tank top jammies, looking glamorous, Nea just going full panties-only and topless, showing off her tats as well as her tits, Claudette in sensible shirt and shorts, and Meg in a giant t-shirt.

You give the booze to Meg, and the package from Annette to Kate, who looks annoyed for a second. Were you supposed to give it to her in secret? Whatever.

You have gotten no shots of players here because there are none. You have gotten only a couple of shots of counselors, which Meg made you delete. You have nothing. You worked late… extra late… for nothing. You had to watch your boss licking a giant cock… for nothing. Taking picture of that was an option, but it’s not like you could have sold them. It’s a disaster.

They’re breaking out the red solo cups.

“Hey,” you say, snatching one. “Give me some of that.”

“Oh yeah,” Meg says, pouring hard liquor straight into your cup.

“I’ll leave in a minute,” you say tiredly, sitting down on a couch and sighing.

“You just came to give that to Kate?” Claudette asks you. “Kate, what is it?”

“Mind your business,” Kate replies.

“Yes,” Meg says quickly. “That’s all she came for.”