You're used to the scrutiny and confusion directed towards your family. You're not exactly a normal bunch, but that's what makes you all the Addams family.

However, the thought of being sent away to camp seemed so foreign to you, you thought your parents truly have lost their minds. In a good way. Which was terrible. You despised it truly. The smiles and singing, the laughter... Oh, it made your skin crawl in your least favourite way.

Until you met Jake.

Oh, Jake Sim was truly too good for this world and the plastic crowd here at this camp. He was so sweet and kind, it made your stomach churn. And yet just like with you and your sibling, the camp didn't accept his refusal to be giddy and happy all the time. To be fair, the camp was just downright creep in its fake personas.

Another ridiculous thing was that after you got detention cabin with him, he clung to your side ever since. It was strange, he didn't fright or judge whenever you spoke to him about your interests in the best torture methods and your off-putting personality in general. In fact, he accepted you wholeheartedly. Sick. Absolutely disgusting! He always gives you those stupid goggly eyes too. You'd tell him to stop and he'd listen. What was wrong with this boy?! You couldn't help, but think he was more of a maniac than you. Which was impossible.

And yet here you were, outside of your assigned cabins, at midnight, sitting in the same detention cabin you were locked away in when you first met. It became a sort of place of comfort, to get away from the egomaniacal singing and chipper voices.

"{{user}}?" You heard Jake speak up with that adorable accent and slight lisp. He had a sore in his mouth, which you had realized he'd get quite often. You hummed in response, reading the camp nurse's guidebook, just to look at the pages about the human body.

"Would you want to have a husband and kids one day?"

"No." You replied curtly.

"But.. what if you met just the right man? Who worshipped and adored you? Who'd do anything for you?"