Not-So-Normal Camp RP (CLOSED but you can stalk)

"Yes we are, do you want some, we should have enough."

"Well…. does it contain peanuts because I have a small allergy." she said. Maybe she was making friends, for the first time in her life.

Flint gets the packet and looks at the ingredients, "Dont think so," he passes it to Hannah so she can double check.

Elisa frowned in confusion “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of spaghetti with peanuts, you’ll be fine”

"Okay. So…. why are there drunk people in here?" she asked casually, trying not to freak out.

"'Cause we were drinking," he nodded to Samuel.

Elisa sighed “because they decided to drink, unfortunately. I’m actually sober”

"Okay. Why were they drinking?" she asked, she was prepared to turn into nurse mode if needed.

"Drinkings fun," Flint thought this was all perfectly simple.

“To get drunk. Duh” Elisa said, not too kindly

"What type of alcoholic beverage did they consume?"

“Just some beers, jeez!” Elisa didn’t like how nosy Hannah was being
(Sorry no offense)

"Okay. So, where were they when this happened? Have they gotten injured? Do they have any unique medical conditions?"

“Pass those plates” she said to Flint

"Relax lady, were fine,were even making spaghetti," Flint said, gesturing to their master piece of pasta.

Elisa groaned “Listen, why do you care so much? I thought you just wanted a bagel”
(Again, no offense)

Flint passed the plates.

"Oh. I just wondered since some people are allergic to yeast, or other components of beer."

Elisa Scooped the spaghetti into the plates
“Oh, shit- I MEAN SHOOT. We forgot the sauce!”

"And I'm trying to help." she said, a little miffed.

"Vodka is the sauce," Flint said winking with both eyes.

“Well, they’re obviously not having allergic reactions. You can go now” she said, glaring at Hannah

Amused, she said “…was that supposed to be a wink?”

"Sorry." she said, hands raised in a 'My deepest apologies' gesture.

"Was it not?"

Elisa giggled “You just blinked!”

"Oh, well I was 50% of the way there," Flint says, nodding, so sure of himself in his drunken state.

Elisa rolled her eyes in amusement “Where’s the vodka? I was planning on having plain spaghetti anyway, I don’t like saucy things”

"The spaghetti was boiling in it."

Hannah felt awkward, she couldn't leave, but she couldn't stay.