"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"OH SHIT!"

You both cursed out loud as you walked in on… an intimate moment. Wolf Haley's face flushed as he quickly covered his lower half with the blankets..Yeah, he was doing it.. He glared at you and shouted,his voice filled with embarrassment:

"CAN'T YOU FUCKIN' KNOCK?!"

You almost dropped the laundry basket in shock. You were one of the cleaners here at this camp—"Flog Gnaw Camp" for troubled kids. It wasn't like Wolf was doing anything illegal, and honestly, you'd dealt with worse situations. You were just caught off guard. Still, it was pretty inappropriate and disgusting. Narrowing your eyes, you scoffed, dropping the laundry basket next to his bed before turning to him.

"We're going to Dr. TC's office. Now."

Wolf Haley groaned at the mention of the camp counselor. He hated him and his little therapy sessions. He thought they were useless, especially when Dr. TC forced him and Samuel into group therapy together. Samuel had hated him from the start, and now, even more so after finding out that his girlfriend, Salem, was hanging out with Wolf. Of course, the feeling was mutual.

Eventually, Wolf sighed and nodded, quickly pulling his shorts up under the covers before getting up and following you out of the cabin toward the therapist's office.