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[Before the writing starts, there are a few clumsy smears and a few scattered fingerprints on the page. The stains are red and gradually dry and darken until they're brown; it looks like blood.]

Guys. I'm by the gardens. Can someone help me get to the infirmary? Please?

[Added Later - From the Infirmary]

Wow. Sorry. That was dramatic! [...] I'm okay. For real. [...] Don't bring a squirrel to a hawk fight? [...] I'm okay.

[Added Later - Warded to Quinn]

Thanks for coming to my rescue today. And for staying as long as you did. Sorry Mufferaw kicked you out.

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You got southern Ontario's finest Search & Rescue squad! I hoped that complimenting Fern's hockey skills would woo him into letting me stay overnight but... here I am, back at camp. ~~Why did you~~ ~~Don't y~~ You could have died [...] How are you feeling?

I'm a lucky guy. [...] Well. Sometimes. And that does seem like it should've worked; Mufferaw's more of a hard-ass than I thought.

[...]

I'm okay. Everything still aches a little, but it doesn't hurt like before, and the balms he used on my bruises and cuts have done a lot. ~~Even on the deep ones from where it grabbed me.~~ Might not even be black and blue the next time you see me. I'm hoping to get back to practicing for cheer tryouts tomorrow.

It's too quiet here, though.

How're things on the hill?

I'll say. Beneath that gruff exterior is... another gruff exterior. I'm sure he's a marshmallow somewhere deep down, but not when it comes to 'teenagers who are probably going to distract patients from getting better.' And I wasn't even going to! I had ~~a freshman get my~~ Herbology homework and everything!

I'm relieved to hear (read?) all of that, but ~~a hawk tried to eviscerate you and~~ you want to practise tomorrow? Are you sure?

Cricket uses those charms that make your journal ring really loud so be careful what you wish for... but camp's the same. There was a little meet n' greet for your new roomie, who seems [...] nice. Charismatic; likely not one to set the cabin on fire? I think you'll like him.

A matryoshka doll of gruff exteriors! [...] To be fair, you do distract me and if you'd stayed, I probably would've been trying to get you to sleep in this bed with me. Since we're a couple now and we're allowed to be awful and saccharine and cuddle and stuff. So he's not wrong?

Yeah. I'm sure. I've been working my ass off for two weeks, so I don't want lose focus now, you know? [...] I think it looked worse than it was and I [...] was scared. So it felt worse than it was too. Mufferaw said I fainted because I was in shock. But I'm okay now. So. Don't worry?.

Do you want me to get his approval first?

Yeah, I know. It's shit that I missed out. But if you like him, that's a good start. I hope the others like him too. Rafael doesn't need another [...] you know.

[...] Maybe he had a point. We would have been awful.

No promises but I'll try not to worry. And I know you've been working really hard. [...] Mufferaw knows you're on Cheer anyway, he'll tell you if he thinks it's important.

Yeah, I do. So far he seems ~~nicer than Wes~~ nice enough?

The worst. [...] Since you didn't immediately break up with me after reading that, can I ask you something?

Thanks, Quinn. If I don't feel right or if anything hurts, I'll stop. I know there are times when you can't push yourself.

Well. Here's hoping!

Is it if I'll break into the infirmary after curfew and stay overnight anyway? Because if so, the answer is tempting but probably not.

~~Good~~ ~~I'm glad~~ ~~Thank y~~ [...] That helps.

No, that's not it. I mean, unless you want to break into the infirmary after curfew. Because I would totally support you in that!

I just wanted to ask if I can see you on Valentine's Day? If we could do something together?

(I'm not strong enough to face that much detention...)

Gross.

(I don't believe that for a second.)

So. I can't help noticing...you didn't say 'no'?

[Quinn draws a prefect badge (poorly) and circles it a few times. Then she draws a very small sad face next to it.]

You may be hopped up on pain potions, Detective, but your powers of deduction are impeccable as ever.

[Ty draws a sad squirrel (also poorly) with a little broken heart above his head. These two are very gifted.]

One pain potion and one sleep potion, thank you very much. [...] But. Cool. I'll try to find something better than the docks in winter this time.

Man, Mufferaw has all the good shit.

[...] I don't actually care what we do, if you can't. We'll only have a couple of hours between your classes and my Quidditch practice and ~~after today~~ it would be enough to just hang out with you. [...] Which sounds really fucking lame.

Here, I'll take care of this myself:

Gross.

Lame and gross and [...] really nice, actually. So. I'm not complaining.

That's probably the potion cocktail talking.

I don't think so?

~~I am tired, though.~~

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