Meerkat Campfire, evening

The cabin is back, or visible at least since it never really went anywhere. She survived cheerleading practice without injury and the rain seems to have stopped. All in all, not a bad day. Now it's time to sit back, relax and enjoy the last campfire and the last s'more for a while.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Tall, floppy brown hair, dimples when he smiles." Dean had noticed that girls in particular seemed fascinated with Sammy's dimples."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Really real," Dean agreed. "Poke me next Archery class and I'll introduce you."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Perferably with the non pointy end, if you use an arrow," Dean acnowledged with a wink.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"So I sparred with Aeryn today," Dean said.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-06-04 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"She kicked my ass," he said with a wry smile. "But it was good. Said I wasn't bad, which I gather coming from her is a high compliment."