Casidee sits and stares at the camera with a deadass look on her face.
"Mud and now crusty potato sacks? I'm over it, Kamp Wannaweep, get it together, please, thanks" *hairflip*
"Onto the new girl. I have to admit, I'm sad to see that chicken go. What good elimination fodder he was... but Indigo." She leans back, puts her finger on her chin, and smirks "She's someone I could get used to."