>>2338503Bertha and Carmelia were obviously bored and wanted to make their position clear as often as they could. Bertha kept pushing Olivier away and the stupid goatee only answered that he had to wait for his friends in whispers and that this should be over soon; only to repeat this conversation in a minute or two while Carmen kept spouting mostly nonsense about some reunion we should have like a last dinner or such.
When Carmen couldn’t really come up with anything else without being far too repetitive to even the stupidity of the boys, she thanked everyone for their time and told them to spread the idea of a last reunion with everyone present so we could say our good-byes; something that was already happening on account of the camp staff regardless. Honestly, we were wasting time unless Carmen really enjoyed the talk she gave under the circumstances.
“Are you done?” Carmelia questioned, annoyed. She was looking at her phone.
“Let’s go already!” Bertha complained for the eightieth time or such.
“One last thing,” Silly Tan said; he was the most interested in Carmen. “I think your idea is great but I have no way to contact you! Can I have your number?” he gave an expectant smile to Carmen, no doubt his original intention of getting a pretty girl’s contact info at last revealed – well, that and ogling her dirtily.
“S-sure… do you want me to give it to you right now?” Carmen agreed as Ted’s phone was coming out of his trousers.
“Actually, can you type it in for me?” Ted offered the phone. It transparently meant: “I want your number only for myself, not these people on the back.”
Carmen nodded once, a small shriek almost excitement leaving her mouth as Ted got closer than anyone had ever been to her yet while this was going on. Carmen used her thumbs to produce the clicking meaning she was entering numbers.