Fine, as soon as the Amazons delivered my scrunchies I began vsco day.

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Bag by my side, I was prepared to do a good cause. I assume metal straws being thrown away and lost would actually be worse than plastic straws but that is alright, I don't have the best knowledge around this topic. After all! I am a simple, quirky, vsco girl.

"Greetings, Frank and Hazel!"

Both praetors jumped back, Frank's normal, soft posture now in a clawy-attacky fashion. As if he were attempting to turn into a bear if necessary. Hazel was more composed, but she still jumped. No gems or anything exploded!

That's always a good sign.

"Apollo?" Hazel was the first to speak, and also to receive a metal straw.

"You know! The environment does need cleaning up, toxicity and everything. Take this!" Then I threw more at them just in case.

Oho, but I wasn't done.

After throwing even more straws at camp jupiter, I appeared in camp half-blood as well.

"FREE STRAWS. SKSK." For the extra affect, I did add the sksk. It was needed. I whipped my glorious, scrunchied up hair around like a fashionable helicopter and then disappeared.

I didn't want to do it at Olympus, it was off-limits to vsco-girls. Or vsco-gods for that matter.

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I enjoyed this way too much.