Meerkat Campfire, evening

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

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.

Comments

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Well, you said it, I didn't," he pointed out. "But since we're on the subject of telling the truth, I also think you're looking especially pretty today and that Marilyn Manson is misunderstood rather than scary."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She blinked, pulled the marshmallow out of the fire and handed the stick to him. "You're good. Have a marshmallow." Laughing quietly, Isabel leaned into his side.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

He happily took the marshmallow from Isabel, grinning, and draped an arm around her. "Remind me and the next time we have a campfire, I'll bring out the coloring powders."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that," she said, slipping an arm around his waist. "It might be a while though, since we're moving back to the dorms. I think they'd frown on a fire in the common rooms. But it's something to look forward to when we come back to the cabins." Happy and relaxed, Isabel rested her head against Greg's shoulder and watched the fire.