Hey. Tall guy. What are you doing here? I’ve never seen you before. (It’s cliche—ask—max. Something went wrong with my blog and I had to restart it somewhere else.)

cliche–ask–max:

the-perfect-scientist:

cliche–ask–max:

the-perfect-scientist:

cliche–ask–max:

the-perfect-scientist:

cliche–ask–max:

the-perfect-scientist:

Huh? I’m studying the volcano. Are you a camper from one of the nearby camps?

((totally fine – i know stuff happens. Glad to see you back! 🙂

What’s it to you?

Well, my daughter’s a camper at the Camp Campbell. I’m just curious, really.

Yes. I am.

Oh, I see. *smiles* What are you doing out in the forest, buddy? Nice hoodie, by the way.

Trying to find the best way to set it on fire.

Oh, that’s – hey, wait… don’t do that. That’s very dangerous, and also very illegal.

Well, I want to die, but I also want this stupid fucking camp to burn with me.

…. Jesus

Um, I don’t think you mean that, kiddo. That’s a very permanent, uh… ‘solution’ for whatever problem you’re facing. Hey, do you have a name?

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