[backdated to November 1st]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[It's no longer October! Which means an end to boggarts, an end to sudden massive stomach wounds, aaaaaaaaaand an end to mind-altering status effects. That last one is important, because it meant that after laying waste to Poison Ivy's lab equipment in a fit of pure rage Roxie Richter spent the day mostly keeping to herself, listening to a lot of sorrowful country music, and vowing to never ever wear leaves again.

Oh, also, she sent an e-mail;

Ramona,

Please come to the same clearing where we talked that first time after stupid shit happened tonight. I swear to god this isn't another dumb thing and you'll actually like it this time.

... I really really really hope this isn't another dumb thing and you'll actually like it. Just give it a chance, okay? I am not going to talk about the beauty of nature or anything stupid like that, I swear.

~ Rox

And indeed, once night hits she's there, at that clearing with a large bag in tow, having started up a decent bonfire while she waits for her girlfriend to (hopefully??) show up.]

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[the_ex_in_xp]

[turning a bit, like she's debating about furthering the kiss or if she's even emotionally ready for that]

Besides, it's more scenic that way. Less potential for snow or poisonous mistletoe in the food...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[pulling back, then]

Spring really is the least shitty season here, isn't it? I didn't really realize it until now.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[it was indecisive hovering okay :\]

April's been pretty nice as far as months not fucking everything over goes.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

March is okay too unless I'm forgetting something.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Um. Last year when I might have neglected to tell you about Scott's existence and that whole argument thing happened with you both in dresses and trying to kick him in the head.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

That's not a camp thing.

[the_ex_in_xp]

The dresses were a camp thing.


Finding out about him was also sort of camp's fault...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Okay. April has Easter.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Which you said wasn't even bad this year...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Because of you, not camp.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Camp didn't ruin it?


...did we really make it out of October's crappy fallout of brainwashing fighting to start arguing about this?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[laughing, softly]

I think we're proving your point about us being us right right now.

[the_ex_in_xp]

We really are.

[closing the distance from when you pulled back]

I like April because it's got your birthday and we stopped arguing enough to get our shit together, even if there's Easter, so there.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[smiling and resting her hands on your shoulders]

Okay. But we've really veered off the topic of stuff camp does every year, here.

[the_ex_in_xp]

April's pretty much a blank slate, right? No crossdressing dance like March, no Naked Day like May. It's expectationless...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Wait, is that dance annual? Nevermind, then.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Guess that means April wins by default.

But without the part where we fought or weren't talking to each other, it's not so bad. I already know you can look good in a suit.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Which is why camp made me wear a dress that one time.

[the_ex_in_xp]

That was one awkward dress too.

[that disturbing moment where you realize you were comparing your ex-boyfriend in a dress to your girlfriend in a dress in terms of attractiveness and just. want to stop going there...]

But you could look nice in them if you didn't seem like they made you hate everything.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

They do make me hate everything, and I don't look good in them. But it's sweet of you to say that, I guess.

[the_ex_in_xp]

If you ever found one that didn't make you hate everything, you'd probably look good in it. With the smiling adding +5 to your charm stats.

[sighs] One day we'll get through a whole social gathering party dance thing without something going horribly wrong.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Hopefully. Man, did none of those really work out at all?

[the_ex_in_xp]

None of the formal ones. The keggers might count...

They always seemed to come around when things between us were bad.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

So basically what I'm choosing to hear this as is "we shouldn't go to dumb huge parties anymore," to which I wholeheartedly agree.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Or I could actually be saying is that we shouldn't let stuff between us get so bad that it effectively ruins one of the few major distractions this place plans.

Besides, when else am I going to get you to dance with me?