Caelum Campfire, Sunday Evening

[intraspective]

Ino had marshmallows, was sprawled in front of the fire she’d set up in front of her cabin and hummed a little as she kicked her legs idly.

This was a really weird idea of camping, all things considered, but she wasn’t going to complain. It was way better than when they went out on missions. She grinned as she tugged a marshmallow off the stick she was using to roast them in the fire.

Marshmallows were totally an improvement on camping back home. And maybe someone would come by and she could bug them about how to actually pronounce the name of her cabin.

…That’d probably be a useful thing. Yes.

[Open as a campfire is!]

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[intraspective]

She laughed. "Your world works on strange strange principals." A beat. "I mean that in the best way possible of course."