"Ooh, that idea is kind of delicious, isn't it?" Micah flops forward on his sleeping bag so he's leaning on his elbows, watching Calvin. (Watching Calvin... change his clothes? Whatever! This is totally casual.) "We could be in a love triangle! Two dear friends, torn apart over their uncontrollable passions for, like, this moderately okay-looking guy who wears a dumb hat. Replace us both with girls and this could be just heteronormative enough to be a Hollywood screenplay."

Micah shakes his head, and rolls his eyes. "Nooooo, you're welcome to Todd. I'm pretty sure there's no way for me to look at that cabin ever again without causing awkwardness. So please, kiss that boy for me. Give him tongue!"