<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QXgYSBG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elf Tselepidis<br/><strong>Player:</strong>virtualblue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Camp check-in<br/><strong>Time:</strong>8:30 a.m., more or less<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white denim cutoffs (https://us.romwe.com/Frayed-Hem-Denim-Shorts-p-311634-cat-814.html?url_from=usplashorts180507958L_ssc&gclid=CjwKCAjw_-D3BRBIEiwAjVMy7OJqG7OM18Y9_4YgZuJlc3Ua5aZv4SNorO4dTq2kN-GDZ1eQwMkepBoCFhoQAvD_BwE); Lake Kinsey t-shirt (one size too small); John Lennon style sunglasses, with blue lenses (https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-hcrifnprha/images/stencil/1280x1280/attribute_rule_images/34447_source_1592321508.jpg); a suntan; a smile; nothing else<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Khloé, Lynn, Shane, Helen, Evelyn, Olivia, Amber, Miss Lise<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Handing out shirts and bantering.<br/><br/><br/>"Khloé, small, check! Totally a girl after my own heart," Elf said, winking at the girl. "My personal rule with fabric is like, waste not, want not."<br/><br/>As soon as the dark-haired girl had finished slinking to the front, Elf blasted Lynn with her very best smile. "Lynn, medium. Here you go, hun, and if you don't mind me saying, you've got like the most fantastic eyes. They say they're the windows to the soul, you know, and yours just shout that yours is awesome!"<br/><br/>To say that it was lust at first sight, was totally fair. The voice. The look. Shane had the whole delicious package. "Ohmygawd, your voice. I love it! You just must have the girls and boys throwing themselves at your feet. I know I would be. Oh, and here's your small, Shane." Against her own desire, Elf turned to the next girl. If this is what the life of the ant was like, Lise could keep it.<br/><br/>"Helen, medium. Gotcha!" Elf said and then cocked her head to the side at the unexpected question. She was aware of trees, of course. But a favorite? What a fantastically absurd question. "My fave tree? It's a pair of them actually. I don't know what they're called, but they're down by the lake and have a hammock strung between them. Heaven on earth. You and your friend should totally give it a try."<br/><br/>Turning her attention to the quieter of the pair, Ef gave the girl in the green dress a warmer, reduced wattage smile. "Thank you, Evelyn, I quite like it, but I<em>adore</em>yours. Both of them, in fact. May I call you Bailey? My first crush was named Bailey, and I don't mean to compare the two of you, because you're ever so much cuter, but I've just been in love with the name ever since." She smiled at the shy girl again, and made a mental note to check-in on her and make sure she settled okay.<br/><br/>"Oliva, large. Smart play. Means you can totes use it as a comfy nightshirt, too. I like how you think. You, my girl, are due watching because you have the wisdom of the grasshopper. Ask Miss Lise, and she'll explain. Oh, and to answer your question, yes!"<br/><br/>Elf wasn't sure how, but she'd somehow almost missed the red-headed girl in the sky-blue poncho. She didn't want to blame it on alcohol poisoning, but it was definitely alcohol poisoning. Well, if it came down to booze versus eyesight, there was always braille. "Why hello there. Amber in a medium. You have been recorded. I dyed my hair red senior year. It seemed the Elf thing to do, you know what I mean? You probably had to be there. Anyway, if I could have only achieved through the black arts, what you've been gifted naturally. Le sigh."<br/><br/>Ah, and here was Lise to lay down some rules. Stepping to the side, she looked over her new charges and perked up at the unexpected promise of second breakfast.