Summer Camp Spin the Bottle Group 4 Closed

INTERACTIONS @Haley Rose | MENTIONING @Hanzo Fransson, @Theodore Duncain
SWEDISH | NORWEGIAN | ENGLISH

It seemed like the game was starting to wind down. With every round that passed, more and more of the group's original players seemed to take their leave. Interestingly, Greta never really did have a chance to spin at all. Everyone else seemed to manage to grab the bottle and take a turn before she could take the initiative to do so herself. Perhaps that was for the better. She'd been a passive participant. That meant what happened wasn't her fault, right? If she was kissed, or hugged, or anything, she could feign innocence. Hanzo wouldn't be able to say anything. Besides, it wasn't like he hadn't done the same. Barely a day into the camp last year, and he'd gotten himself a girlfriend. Only mum and papa hardly seemed upset by that...

Greta's mind started getting away from her and once again, she snapped to the presence at the tail end of another bottle. Evidently, she'd missed the chance to spin. Again. But the game was more than generous at ensuring that she not miss out. Half expecting at this point to look up to see the blonde boy looking cockily at her again, Greta was somewhat surprised to see a red-headed girl instead. There was something off about her, though. As though something were making her upset. Almost predatorily with the way she captured and held Greta's gaze without so much as looking elsewhere or seeming the least bit uncertain about the results, she rose and approached. Perhaps it was the way that the Norwegian seemed to sink, shoulder rising just slightly as though to encompass her neck, or how she bowed her head closer to the knees around which she wrapped her arms all the tighter; but the stranger slowed on approach and even gave a smile. Although slightly soothing, that didn't entirely prevent Greta's hesitation.

Another subconscious glance was cast in Theo's direction, and then towards the boy she'd been paired with twice already (Ethen). She might not even realize she'd done so, though. Rising a moment later, Greta sheepishly approached, chewing lightly on her lip, eyes dancing between each of the other girl's before deciding to accept the hug. Although the intention might have been to keep it a brief hug, sorrow seemed to pervade the moment. Tiny as she was, Greta wrapped her arms tightly around the other girl, pulling—as best as she was able—into a full-bodied embrace of warmth as though to silently acknowledge her hurt and offer what little measure of comfort that she could.

Greta's counterpart would soon join the other ex-players with her departure and it seemed that perhaps now would be a good time to take her own leave. With one last cast of her gaze around the group, she'd duck her head, shove her hands into the pockets of her dress and shuffle away without much of a word.

Hugging Haley, taking her leave

Jack's general demeanor was often off-putting, and generally, people disliked him. He was okay with that. He was a little bit cocky, and he knew that. Some people are just not comfortable with him having an overabundance of ego and self-confidence. Hurtful words weren't going to stop him now. The amounts of 'you wish' and 'get over yourself' were nothing compared to how much the Warren boy complimented himself. It wasn't a matter of thinking himself better than others, but rather it was a way to express to the others how great he was. Justification of his attitude would just be a waste of time. Honestly, who wouldn't want confidence like the Hufflepuff prefect? Some people go years attempting to train themselves in the way self-confidence. The group was still shrinking, with the exit of the married couple. Alas, that didn't really bother Jack that much. Thankfully, there must have been a curse of beauty for all of the students at Hogwarts. It is strange how the entire student body was at least six through 10's on the 1 through ten scales that are most notably used to grade looks.

So with a smarmy grin and self-assured movement, the kid reached out towards the bottle and gave another lofty and lazy spin. Maybe he would land on himself? How would one kiss themselves? Is that a strange thought? Sadly, the bottle did not deem himself worthy enough to kiss himself. Breaking the derailed train of thought, Jack looked to the person who he had landed on. "Oh, hey. I've seen you around. Cool." She is a... Hufflepuff... right? Jack was always terrible at remembering people he had never interacted with before, but hey, thems the ropes for not knowing somebody. Bringing his legs up underneath himself, the kid would suavely bring himself to standing and just walked over to drop promptly back down right next to Lydia. "So kiss, yeah?" Of course, his question/statement had been accompanied by a rather shit-eating grin. That seemed to be the go-to line of the boy. Simple, easy, straight to the point. Why not? With that, Jack leaned in for a kiss. Nonchalant. as always.

Whether or not the kiss was reciprocated, jack had felt like there had been enough drama. It was about time for the kid to take his leave. So that's exactly what he did. Stood and marched off!

Action: Leaning in for a kiss with @Lydia Cooper, then leaving

-Interacting with @ Simon Kincaid & @Jack Warren-
- Action: Kissing Jack and leaving the game -

Lydia gave Simon a small smile, before she reached for his hand, and she could feel a faint blush cover her cheeks when the boy brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. The gesture was unexpected, but it still felt nice, somehow old fashioned, and Lydia could still feel the small smile on her face as people started to spin the bottle once again. As she looked around, it seemed like their group had become quite small, and like some drama was going on. Maybe it was better to go back to her cabin after this round; after all, she really wanted to stay as far away from any drama as possible.

A boy with a familiar face had spun the bottle and landed on her, and Lydia observed as he walked towards her and dropped down next to her; she knew she had seen him before in the Hufflepuff common room, but she couldn't remember his name. "Yep, we're both in Hufflepuff," she confirmed, and then slightly raised her eyebrows in surprise; he was quite direct and went straight to the point, and that took her by surprise for a second, before she regained her words. "Yeah," she answered. After all, this was the point of the game, no? So she leaned in as well and kissed Jack, trying to look way more confident than what she actually was.

After the kiss, her heart was beating faster than normal; this was only her second kiss ever, and of course she still felt a little embarrassed, especially because Jack was good looking as well. Deciding to follow through with her plan, she got up from the ground and walked back to her cabin, where hopefully she would have managed to calm down her fluttering heart.

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