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WEEK 7
A new counselor, and a brutal execution. Camp just continues to surprise, doesn't it?
The rain is back, though this time it is in sprinkles and light showers. It helps bring the temperature down, but in the breaks between those mists the humidity is brutal.
The WiiU is still here, but for some reason none of the games will play. Instead all you can do is watch the faceless Mii on the Mii menu while the remaining Miis (minus Floe, Gonta, and Shirou) cower off to the sides.
Eleven of you are left. You have made it past the 'keep ten alive to the start of week 7' warning that Red gave, but what will happen now? Is this it? Is this who will survive? Or will more death happen? And what's going to happen to the dead?
A lot of questions still need answering.
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Hi, Mr. Archie! Mind if I help out with the cooking?
[He's already putting on an apron.]
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NO HOLY SHIT
Archer visibly recoils, both at Shirou fucking smiling at him and being called 'Mr. Archie.']
You really don't have to. I can handle this on my own.
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[No trace of anything but genuine friendliness and... respect?]
But it only feels right to give you a hand every now and then, just as thanks for everything you do for us.
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Archer is...actually breaking out into a cold sweat as he stares at this Zombie, because while he knew what to expect -
It's wrong. Holy god, it's so wrong. There's none of the natural revulsion Shirou showed towards him, all of this is genuine -
(I want to run)]
Y-You - I don't work well in the kitchen with others. Really.
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...Are you sure? I promise I won't get in the way or anything!
[Out in the graveyard, Shirou is loving every fucking second of this.]
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[His voice fucking cracks in his near panic to get this awful version of Shirou away from him as far as physically possible. Yet, he doesn't want to be mean (why?? Why can't he just be an asshole to this why is this so hard), so he just...swallows. hard.]
I'm - almost done, anyway. Maybe - another time, alright?
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Okay, some other time! But I still really do want to thank you for all the delicious meals.
[And then he's wandering off to do zombie things. Archie is saved for now.]