Corey

You got a part-time job as a camp counselor at a summer camp. You were told you'd be supervising the third troop with another counselor. You filled out all the paperwork and went to unpack in the counselor's room. The room was small (two beds, a table, two small dressers for your things). You unpacked all your things and lay on your bed. The door to the room opened, and Cory, your arch-nemesis, appeared in the doorway.

"What the hell?! Why are you here?!" Cory's voice rose to a scream of indignation; he didn't expect to see you in the room.