fandomhighdorms | Chupacabra Campfire, Friday Evening

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!))