jewelsandgemma:
âWeâre at camp. Of course the bonfires are gonna be outside, and yes youâll smell like smoke and there will probably even be a few bug bites. But itâs all part of the experience. Itâs how itâs always been. Besides, whatâs the point of having a bonfire in the Dining Hall? We wouldnât even be able to have the actual fire. It may as well be a normal dinner at that point.â
âIâm well aware.â Scottie muttered. A part of him wanted to mention how Camp wasnât an experience for him anymore -- more of an obligation, but Scottie decided to hold his tongue. âI didnât -- Iâm not stupid, Gemma.â Scottie made a face in her direction. âI didnât mean they should move the actual bonfire into the Dining Hall.â
âWhatâs wrong with having a regular dinner?âÂ
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lucysravioli:
âIf you could be Chris Pratt, that would be great.â Lucy lied. Girls liked the girl from Parks & Recs, right? She smiled, head tilted to the side as she her eyes wandered over his body. âBut seriously, whatâs your name?â
Scottie barked out a laugh. âChris Pratt.â He was more of an Office kind of guy, but even Scottie couldnât deny the hilarity of Chris. Scottie didnât miss the way the girl -- Lucy -- looked at him. âScott, but everyone just calls me Scottie.â He replied, smirking.Â
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ardensmacdonald:
âScottie, theyâre good for you. Youâre just hurting yourself by not eating them.âÂ
âPart of me is inclined to think youâre lying through your teeth, Nugget.â
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ardensmacdonald:
âItâŚit was a joke butâŚâ Arden paused. âYou really donât notice the difference? The sâmores are so much better because they are made with good marshmallows, and theyâre so much better and fluffier.â
Scottie chuckled, glancing down at the misplaced bags of graham crackers, marshallows, and generic chocolate bars. âYeah, no. I donât eat sâmores.âÂ
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jewelsandgemma:
âYeah, well theyâre a great way to get acquainted with people, donât you think? Especially the ones who werenât here a month ago.â
Using one of his hands, Scottie made a very non-committal wiggle of his fingers. âEh,â His father had been sending him to Camp Minnetaega every second he had. It wasnât worth meeting new people unless you were positive theyâd show up again soon. âMy clothes smell like smoke, my eyes are watering, and the only thing to eat around here is sub-par sâmores. Would it kill them to have this thing in the Dining Hall every now and then?â
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adamgreerton:
âOnly because without you it would have been just me and âhappy go luckyâ in the cabin.â
Scott couldnât help but crack a smile. âDamn, I knew you thought I was irresisti-- wait, are you--â He shook his head. âNo fucking way. Malone came back?âÂ
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lucysravioli:
âI wouldnât know,â Lucy spoke up from beside the boy, âbut if thatâs true, I might as well just leave by the third time. Nameâs Lucy, like that Beatles song. You are?â
âCount yourself lucky, babe,â Scottie replied, eyeing the girl next to him. He couldnât help but chuckle under his breath. âThe Beatles? I was thinking more along the lines of that ScarJo movie that came out a few years ago.â Scott allowed his eyes to travel the length of the girl. âIâm anything you want me to be.âÂ
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isabclacastillo:
Isabela came up behind him. She stood on her tiptoes and put her chin on his shoulder. âWow, arenât you just a ray of sunshine today, Scott.â
âOnly for you, baby girl,â Scott replied cheekily, turning his head ever so slightly in Izzyâs direction.
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adamgreerton:
âSame old you? Not gonna lie, I was hoping you wouldnât come back.â
âDonât lie, Greerton. You missed me.â Scottie smirked. Truthfully, he hadnât planned on coming back but his dad had other ideas apparently.Â
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ardensmacdonald:
âYeah, but that one had the shitty marshmallows. Weâve been blessed by the brand-name ones this time.â
âThe fact that you consider brand-name marshmallows an upgrade is...â Scottieâs tone was indignant. â...embarrassing.â Â
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âSame old shit, huh? Didnât we just have a bonfire like, a month ago?â
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character development | meet the muse
[ BASICS. ]
Full Name: Scott Michael Harris
Nickname(s): Scottie
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: he/him
Birthday: 13th November 1999
Astrological Sign: Scorpio
Place of Birth: Englewood, Colorado
Residence: Englewood, Colorado (Currently at Camp Minnetaega in Allsbrock, Colorado)
Species: Human
Parent(s)/Guardian(s): Anastasiya Harris (step-mother), Michael Harris (biological father)
Sibling(s): Alexandra Harris (half-sister, younger)
Pet(s): n/a
Spoken Language(s): English
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Romantic Orientation: Heteroromantic
Religion: Catholic
[ PHYSICAL. ]
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5Ⲡ8âł
Weight: 161 lbs
Build: Athletic
Dominant Hand: Right
Glasses or Contacts: n/a
Tattoos: n/a
Piercings: n/a
Scars: 3in scar on left calf
Physical or Mental Illnesses: n/a
Allergies: n/a
[ PSYCHOLOGICAL. ]
Dreams: have a penthouse in Las Vegas
Skills/Hobbies: rock climbing, canoeing, drag racing
Habits: smirks 24/7Â Â
Likes: adventures, adrenaline chasingÂ
Dislikes: pabst blue ribbon, the color green
Phobias: n / a
Positive Traits: spontaneous & adventurous
Negative Traits: impulsive & non-committal
[ HISTORY. ]
Had Sex: yes
Smoke | Drank | Done Drugs: no | yes | yes
Education: high school graduate
Occupation: student (online)
Occupation they wanted as a child: professional football player
Criminal Record: n/a
[ OTHER. ]
Cabin: Cabin Neptune
Year: 2nd
Faceclaim: Jordan Fisher
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character development | autumn break
donât worry, my dadâs got it.
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