Stines version ofAnna Karenina.
(I mean, honestly, he doesnt even seem that tall?)
And whats his is…clothes.
Credit: Freeform/Katie Yu
Lots and lots of clothes.
No murder, no family destruction.
Just the ability to come and go through this starchy Narnia like every day is fashion week.
Oh boy, I dontloveAnton.
I wish the campers were just slightly older, so I wouldnt feel as bad judging Antons ridiculous antics.
(Just like Beyonce says, Tell him, boy, good night and good luck.)
Most troublesome is its Anton who begins speaking to an imaginary friend whom he calls The Tall Man.
Alex assumes hes referring to the drug dealer he spots Blotter buying from in the woods.
It must be the drug dealer!
Girl, you couldnt buy a Groupon this aphrodisiacal!
Ultimately, Blotter bursts in and stops the date surprise, Antons gone missing again, because why not.
Joels once-lusty camera encounter with Deb has resulted in a cold shoulder and more of that classic Elizabeth-Mitchell-Knows-Something-You-Dont aloofness.
He sweetly tells her he doesnt believe the promiscuous things written about her on the cabin walls.
But Alex doesnt need Jesss help in proving himself to be a reckless, selfish, pre-ordained douche.
(FYI, kids, its a reference tothis throwback gem.)
Congrats, bro that reveals the vague existence of their bet over Amy.
Now maybe you might help her get out of mine.
Alexs final move, perhaps out of guilt or recklessness, brings him back to Anton.
It means The Tall Mans skeleton wasnt just a fever dream of Blotters.
So theres that, too.
