The wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight. [Open]

[lituplikeaghost]

June understands the importance of charity and giving back to others, especially those less fortunate than herself. Really, she does. She just prefers charities that involve the beach, somehow, or a fancy gathering involving beautiful dinners and equally beautiful people in attendance.

Volunteering for the Girl Scouts at a summer camp out in the boonies of southern Maine is the absolute last item on the bottom of June's list of preferred charity ideas. So when her father surprised her by volunteering her for the job, all she could do was gape, pout, and reluctantly go along when he made clear that her only other option was to spend the weekend with one of his recently widowed good friends. She still blanches at the thought.

So now, one June Grace Thornton, darling daughter of one of the oldest families in town, waits on a bench at the bus station, swatting desperately at the numerous bug bites littering the skin of her neck and arms, on top of the sun burn already forming there. Her hair is matted, thrown loosely up in a bun to disguise the poor work of the terrible camp showers. She's wearing shorts and an old t-shirt of her mothers, and she's about seconds away from stamping her foot and/or kicking something at someone.

As it stands, she currently sits with her arms across her chest, waiting for some dumbass man lead by the pull of his libido more than his actual mind to pass her and buy her a drink so she can at least get buzzed on top of her lack of dignity.

[Poor pampered princess had a rough weekend in the woods, feel free to find on her the bus looking and acting ridiculous. Open to all, though I'll be slow to tag until after work today. I just wanted to get this post up, first.]

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[under_the_radar]

"Violet told me our father had packed you off to the wilderness." He said. "I didn't think she meant it literally. Then she mentioned girl-scouts and I had to come see for myself. What did you do to piss him off?"

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"What don't I do that doesn't piss him off?" She scoffs, staring out the window. "I refused to meet his bachelor friend with the kid. You know, the forty year old who's 'just so lonely,' without someone to keep him company at home."

[under_the_radar]

Daniel scowled. His father had taken to trying to pimp both him and June out lately. Something about Demetri and James not being available to settle down just yet. 'Their work is too important right now.'

As they pulled into the garage under his building, he realised he was luckier. Daniel skated past by being away from home, but June wasn't as able. That she'd managed to trade out for this was a small mercy.

"A little sunburn's a small price then." He said, locking the car and leading them up to his place.

[lituplikeaghost]

She sees him scowl, knowing he, too, has felt the brunt of their father's supposed 'desire for grandkids,' but really is just his need to control every aspect of his children's lives. Someday, June thinks, her and Daniel ought to just outright find random strangers to marry and just be done with it.

"It is," she has to admit as she follows him to his apartment. "He could have pulled me out of college."

[under_the_radar]

He snorted a laugh. The fuss June would have made would have been seen from the moon if their father had tried that.

"He's not brave enough to try. Not if he wants to keep his precious reputation intact."

As soon as he unlocked the door there was a frantic thumping. Fred had heard Junes voice from the hallway and was bouncing around his pen. In the corner Greg croaked a hello to Daniel. At least one of his pets loved him.

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"Also, I probably would murder him in his sleep," she says, bitterness in her tone. Completing her education and getting her foot in the door of the fashion industry is all she wants, her education part of the only aspects of her life she has any influence over.

"Aw, darling Freddy! Has my brother been neglecting you again?" June coos, rushing over and picking up the rabbit to cradle him close to her chest.

[under_the_radar]

"I have not. He's just an asshole." Daniel grumbled, filling a couple of glasses with iced tea, he came back over and handed one to her. Fred gave him an evil look. How a rabbit could look evil, he didn't know, but Fred had mastered it.

Greg on the other hand, was sitting on his shoulder, nuzzling him affectionately. Thank fuck for Greg.

[lituplikeaghost]

"You're just mad he likes me better than you," she teases him, gratefully accepting the iced tea she loves so much that Daniel always keeps in stock. She continues cooing over her favorite furry friend.

"And you have Greg, anyway," she says.

[under_the_radar]

"He's a traitor." Daniel says firmly.

He ducked into his spare room and grabs a towel and shoves it at June. "Go take a shower. You look like you've been dragged through the bushes backwards."