stop flirting with Constance

We’ve finally stopped for a break… all of camp tour is done on foot, leaving everyone tired and on the verge of a mental breakdown just when the adults want to force all the girls to cook for them. “Sure, let’s push May to the point of trembling and almost collapsing! That sounds like a great idea!”

Constance is holding up pretty well, though, someone putting up his hair so that he doesn’t sweat to death under the sun. At least five girls have tried to flirt with him so far, their obsession with man buns- no matter how big or small or crappily made- going from “meh, okay, whatever” to “please stop touching my hair and let me get back to my job making your lunch.”

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