Sunday, July 5th, 2009

[identity profile] asgardcreated.livejournal.com
Jon had bought stuff for s'mores on the way back from Fight Club, because s'mores were tradition and all. He was sort of happy to be back in the cabins, even if it was a walk back to the school and town. And in his good mood, he'd decided to share the s'mores goodness out by the campfire.

His mood was also helped by the fact that he couldn't stop snickering every time he went past the 'Wormhole Xtreme' cabin.


[Open to all, enjoy the marshmallowey goodness. And marshmallowey is totes a word.]
[identity profile] 1moredaytodance.livejournal.com
In the much more suitable attire of short shorts, a tank top, and sneakers, Eva was making her way to her cabin with a cigarette dangling from her lips and a duffel bag on each shoulder.

One might think that she would have a rough time carrying two heavy duffel bags with her skinny arms, but if there was one hidden ability she had, it was strength; she attributed it to a lazy brother and her father having the car at work when she had to go grocery shopping.

After all, grocery bags were heavy, especially with lots of canned food.
[identity profile] finding-x-dream.livejournal.com
Agnes had had an easy time of moving to the cabins, not having much in the way of of stuff to carry, and so she'd started the campfire early and watched the other students as they carried their things in.

She'd bought a lot of chocolate, marshmallows, and graham crackers for those uniquely Fandom "s'mores", and had plenty to share.
[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com
It had taken Alex all of ten minutes to pack and then unpack. Unpacking, in this instance, meant kicking his bag under his bed and leaving it there. Once that was done, he wandered down to the main campfire, a place he'd frequented during the previous trip to the cabins. Claiming a spot on the first night seemed like the right thing to do so he settled down, legs stretched out in front of him.

The clouds looked a little threatening but rain would only bother him if he lit a cigarette and had it go out. He'd just have to light another or something. Not like it hadn't happened before. For now, he'd take the warm, cloudy night and his last bit of relaxation before classes started again.

[open like the vegas strip!]

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