Will was sitting into the infirmary, humming to himself as he sorted the already neat medical supplies for the 30th time. He had nothing to do, he had no patients left, he’d already decorated the infirmary for Christmas, cookies and hot chocolate didn’t make him feel any better. If anything, he was lonely. Summer was way more fun, the other campers didn’t just stay in their cabins because of the cold. He sighed and lied his head down, Christmas was two days away, then it’d be different…
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