"Because that's how summer camps do?" 

"At dance camp I have one roommate."

"Most summer camps that I know of have cabins of around twelve, maybe it's different if they're for a sport?" He's sitting cross legged on his bed. 

"Dance isn't a sport, it's a performing art."

"They don't want us to masturbate. Or have sex. So they're making sure we aren't alone."

did he just say that

"If they think that's enough to stop us if we decide to they've never met a determined teenager, but that's not that surprising." 

"I don't know who decided to put seven gay dudes in one room as a way to prevent fucking but I seriously doubt that this plan is going to work out as intended."

Lev's going to read a book! And not think about orgies with Asher and Sasha and Marlo! That seems like a bad line of thought to go down! 

He reads with the covers pressed into his pillow so no one can see what he's reading.

Cute. 

He starts on one of the flat kind of friendship bracelets, almost absentmindedly. 

Asher is watching him with a soft, happy expression on his face.

...okay, he is really suspicious of Asher's "I'm straight" deal. "If you need anything hemmed or patched or embroidered or otherwise modified, I have a kind of ridiculous amount of thread with me." 

"I mostly wear blue jeans and T-shirts, but if you have suggestions..."

"Once I'm more sure of where the line is on counterculture clothes I'm embroidering and patching the hell out of mine, but if you don't care you don't care. —note that I can add or extend pockets, assuming you have a shirt you don't care about that I can use for scrap fabric." 

"I don't object to being fashionable, I've just never cared enough to bother!"

He shrugs. "If you think of something. I really hope they have a craft building here but I'll figure something out even if they don't." 

"Lucky you. I'm not allowed to dance."

"...yeah. That's bullshit, I'm sorry." 

Dramatic, excessively graceful flopping. "And they made me cut my hair because it's countercultural. --Which is fucking racist."

"...wow, what the fuck." 

"I look ridiculous with short hair."

"...you really do. At some point I want to see a picture of what you looked like before." 

"Maybe that's their secret. They're trying to make me look ridiculous so y'all don't get a crush on me."

they'll have to try harder

He nods sagely and says none of what he's thinking. 

Lev thunks his head into his book.

"...you okay?"