camp ivanho- stenbrough

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stan stood there speechless.

"u-uhm...? excuse me, i don't k-know who you're talking to b-but i think that's all you."

bill said.

stan turned around.

bill was at the doorframe.

he had a grey shirt on, blue shorts, and one sock was higher than the other.

stan couldn't help but smile, the way he defended him and the way he dressed.

bill was so adorable.

bill walked up to stan.

"a-and you really think it's cute to m-make fun of someone else when you clearly h-haven't looked in the mirror."

she scoffed.

"i'll tell the authorities."

"y-you know what go ahead."

bill said.

"i cant."

"why's that?"

stan asked.

"nevermind, just never mind. bill come with me."

"i r-refuse."

bill said.

"i said come here."

"could i s-speak to ivan? the owner of t-the camp?"

bill said.

"why?"

she asked.

"so i can ask h-him why they are keeping m-me in that stupid cabin."

"no, he doesn't need to tell you why. i do!"

she said.

stan thought for a minute.

if this was a huge deal they would have ivan the owner of this camp tell bill himself.

so maybe she was doing this to stop bill from being with stan.

and it was kr her who agreed.

"i think i'm gonna go have a chat with him."

stan said.

"okay fine! you can stay with stan whatever. just don't be all gay in front of me because i don't like it."

bill grabbed stans face and kissed him softly.

"oh, i-i'm sorry."

bill went back to being shy.

stan smiled.

she has a disgusted look on.

"whatever, it was adam and eve no-

"not adam and steve we get it hoe bag now leave."

stan said.

"ugh, whatever."

she walked off.

bill looked happy.

he jumped up and gave stan a hug.

he wrapped his legs around stans waist.

stan holding him up.

"c-can we go back to sleep?"

stan brought bills face over so he could see it.

"billy, it's 10am we have to get up for breakfast."