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fandomhighdorms2008-08-21 06:13 pm
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Curious Chicklet Campfire - Afternoon
It was nice outside, just warm enough without being too hot. At least, Ichigo thought so and he'd grabbed a few items from the cabin before he installed himself beside the unlit campfire. The small portable radio beside him was tuned to a random station.
Now he was sitting on one of the logs, his head tipped back and eyes closed for a moment as the sun broke through the clouds again and he had almost forgotten about the notepad in his lap, the letter to home only barely started.
It was his brotherly duty to at least write a letter once a month, or something, but he wasn't sure what to put in it. Just like everything involving being a Shinigami, Fandom seemed to strange to try to explain them and he didn't want them to worry.
[Open as campfires are. Even the unlit ones.]
Now he was sitting on one of the logs, his head tipped back and eyes closed for a moment as the sun broke through the clouds again and he had almost forgotten about the notepad in his lap, the letter to home only barely started.
It was his brotherly duty to at least write a letter once a month, or something, but he wasn't sure what to put in it. Just like everything involving being a Shinigami, Fandom seemed to strange to try to explain them and he didn't want them to worry.
[Open as campfires are. Even the unlit ones.]