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[BEDNINJA MISTLETOE CONTINUATIONS HERE THAT POST IS HUGE]

[from here (http://campfuckudie.livejournal.com/6514675.html?thread=2924793075#t2924793075)]

*shifts and swings his legs over the side of the bed so that he can sit up fully, but doesn't go to get out yet -- trying to get a better look around as his eyes start to adjust to the dark*

[that's enough to get him up, and out of the bed, very quickly]

Who are you?

Edited 2011-12-30 05:35 (UTC)

*his voice quiet enough so as to be appropriate for the middle of the night in a room full of sleeping people but still very clear*

A fellow camper. One who finds himself not where he started the night. Which cabin is this?

That again, awesome. This is Girls' 8.

Indeed. At least the weather is not so severe as to make for an overly unpleasant journey back to the Café.

*goes to get out of bed.

sits back down.

he didn't mean to do that.*

...you need something?

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