Chupacabra Campfire, Friday Evening

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The fire was burning nicely, even though it had taken Kou far more matches to light it than he would probably admit. He prodded at the fire with a long stick, waiting until the stick was on fire and then pulling it out to wave it around. Because flames on a stick is somehow fascinating.

It was entirely possible that he wasn't thinking very much right now, considering he had a huge, dopey grin on his face. He'd had a really good night with Z, afterall. Multiplication had always been his favorite subject.

If anyone wanted to join in on the stick-lighting fun, he had gathered a handwavy decent-sized pile of acceptable burny-sticks, and was very willing to share.

((open like a fiery open thing! Pie!))