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fandomhighdorms2008-05-12 12:15 pm
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhighdorms2008-05-12 12:15 pm
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Lupus Campfire, Monday Afternoon
The afternoon had seemed as good a time as any for Reno to wander out to the campfire after making sure all his crap was still in place in his alcove. Paranoia meant that he was going to be taking extra measures this summer to make certain that his things didn't walk off on him. Not that there was anyone in particular who he had his eye on, really, but when you grow up in a 'take what you can get' atmosphere, sometimes it's tough to get your head around it. He missed having a single room with a lock on the door already.
Which was why, when he finally wandered out of his alcove and to the campfire, it was with an armload of bottles. Tequila, scotch, rum, and Everclear. The important things in life. The stuff he'd be choked over if anyone happened to snatch them. Sharing, he was good by. Sure, he'd share. Light up a fire and hoard his booze, but share, sure.
Ah, first day of classes, a campfire lit, a stash of booze by his side, and not a class for Reno to worry about.
He could live with that.
[Open for all you afternoon drinkers. Or whoever. <3]
Which was why, when he finally wandered out of his alcove and to the campfire, it was with an armload of bottles. Tequila, scotch, rum, and Everclear. The important things in life. The stuff he'd be choked over if anyone happened to snatch them. Sharing, he was good by. Sure, he'd share. Light up a fire and hoard his booze, but share, sure.
Ah, first day of classes, a campfire lit, a stash of booze by his side, and not a class for Reno to worry about.
He could live with that.
[Open for all you afternoon drinkers. Or whoever. <3]