[He shoots Damian a look, like, uh. Buddy. Pal. Amigo. Don't make him bring out the receipts of their collective fuck ups back in the town. He opens his mouth like he's about to say something else — but then Natalie is talking. He snaps his mouth shut, grasping her hand when she reaches out for him and squeezing.]
None of that happened. We're okay. It was just this stupid camp trying to screw with your head again.
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None of that happened. We're okay. It was just this stupid camp trying to screw with your head again.