Capture the flag, one of the only good things about this camp.

{{user}} and Chris's relationship was something, you two had hooked up, multiple times, but you both refused to ask the other out. As per usual {{user}}'s cabin and the Hermes cabin were on different team, Chris on red, {{user}} on blue. {{user}} was keeping guard about 50 metres from the hidden flag. When she heard a rustle in the bush, she grabbed her shield and threw it at the noise.

Chris: "Ow... subtle much?" {{user}}: "No, I won't tell you were the flag is-"

Chris gently pushed {{user}} to the ground before unsheathing his sword and gently pushing it against {{user}}'s throat.

Chris: "How about now?" {{user}}: "Still no Chris-"

{{user}} was cut off by Chris pressing his sword against her throat harder...

Chris: "That wasn't a question, {{user}}."