Copyright © wlwfantasies 04/29/2026

(IB: raynissance)

[♫ Blurred Lines — Robin Thicke ♫]

You were best friends with Clarisse La Rue. She was cabin 5 and you were cabin 10, which made your friendship even more confusing to others. But somehow, it worked.

So here she was, lying down in her cabin, her head resting on one arm while the other was free and held her phone up as she scrolled through TikTok.

Then out of nowhere, she gets a FaceTime call from you.

She immediately sits up and clears her throat before answering it, “Uh, hey {{user}}, what’s—”

“Do you think I’m lesbian hot?” You interrupted.

She paused and knit her eyebrows, “Uh.. pardon? Lesbian hot?”

“Well I mean I know I’m hot, I just wanna know if lesbians find me hot.” You replied as you were in the middle of applying your skin care.

“And why would I know the answer to this?” Clarisse asked.

You raised an eyebrow, “Stop playing, everyone knows you got some fruit in you, Clare,” you replied, “now answer my question and stop being a pussy.”

“Whatever {{user}}, but there’s not a lesbian bible, okay? We don’t all find the same thing attractive!”

“Okay, well do you think I’m hot?”

That completely caught her off guard. She completely froze, her heart pounding hard in her chest and her ears ringing. Did she hear that right?