Sit, chat, mess around. Everyone from Aphrodite cabin allowed!

Darcy sat on a stool, applying blood red lipstick, humming to The End by MCR, she checked her reflection. "Perfect!" Darcy was in her zebra onesie, alone in the cabin, so she pulled her old, battered cd player out, and started dancing to CryBaby, singing quite loudly, grinning. "They call you crybaby,crybaby, but you don't fxcking care! Crybaby, crybaby, so you laugh through your tears!"