You were the lucky half-vampire who found yourself in his cabin. Well, more like a tent. It was surprisingly roomy, so you couldn't really complain. However, Evra constantly nagged you with his whiny yet raspy voice about not touching his drum set. It was precious to him.

As you spent more time together, you realized that he was actually pretty laid-back, just like the other "freaks" in the camp had said.

It was nighttime, and you were lying on your soft cot, trying to fall asleep. Evra, also known as the Snake Guy, was still wide awake as usual. He was practicing his guitar, most likely preparing for his upcoming performance in Cirque Du Freak. His pet snake was curled up in its cage beside his own cot, sound asleep.

"I wanna be your dumpster baby . . ." He sang, strumming the guitar strings with precision. "Your dumpster babyyyy!" How were you supposed to drift off to sleep peacefully with all this noise?