[ graham can be found here doing a number of things, chief among them frowning at the camping type supplies doing the mental math to figure out how many he can hoard stock up on without leaving anyone else in the lurch, opening and testing a lot of said supplies to make sure they aren't, you know, shit, (what is he going to do, offend the proprietor? offend you, perhaps?), fucking around with an ancient push mower marked FREE, AS IS in the parking lot, and fucking around with turning inside out t-shirts and tank tops to see which one looks the least stupid without the idiot slogans showing.
also, stealing the air conditioner from the window of the back office. he has creature comforts to secure, thank you! for. someone else, but never mind, the principle is the same. ]
ii. lakefront & cabins
[ the sights to be seen here are probably less uh, eye catching (and ear catching, in the case of the lawn mower); graham began to absolutely loathe the heat here five minutes before he actually stepped into it, so it didn't take him long to find and tentatively assess the lake as not brimming with immediate danger, strip out of his shirt and shoes, roll up the legs of his jeans, and embed himself up to the calves. his eyes are closed, though he does look less like ........dead inside (possibly outside as well) than anyone who encountered his Couch of Exhaustion; he might perhaps be relatively at peace, for all the shenanigans and goings on.
not far from the lakeshore itself, he makes the occasional appearance stalking purposefully from cabin to cabin, assessing them less (far less) aesthetically and 300% which look the least horrifying to make livable.
graham casner | ota
[ graham can be found here doing a number of things, chief among them frowning at the camping type supplies doing the mental math to figure out how many he can
hoardstock up on without leaving anyone else in the lurch, opening and testing a lot of said supplies to make sure they aren't, you know, shit, (what is he going to do, offend the proprietor? offend you, perhaps?), fucking around with an ancient push mower marked FREE, AS IS in the parking lot, and fucking around with turning inside out t-shirts and tank tops to see which one looks the least stupid without the idiot slogans showing.also, stealing the air conditioner from the window of the back office. he has creature comforts to secure, thank you! for. someone else, but never mind, the principle is the same. ]
ii. lakefront & cabins
[ the sights to be seen here are probably less uh, eye catching (and ear catching, in the case of the lawn mower); graham began to absolutely loathe the heat here five minutes before he actually stepped into it, so it didn't take him long to find and tentatively assess the lake as not brimming with immediate danger, strip out of his shirt and shoes, roll up the legs of his jeans, and embed himself up to the calves. his eyes are closed, though he does look less like ........dead inside (possibly outside as well) than anyone who encountered his Couch of Exhaustion; he might perhaps be relatively at peace, for all the shenanigans and goings on.
not far from the lakeshore itself, he makes the occasional appearance stalking purposefully from cabin to cabin, assessing them less (far less) aesthetically and 300% which look the least horrifying to make livable.
let's watch, won't we? ]