Main Campfire - Thursday Evening

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was getting real tired of this whole cabin thing and was counting down the days until they moved back to the dorms. He wasn't the outdoorsy type but even sitting out here with the dirt and the bugs and the nature was better than sitting in that cabin with all those people in close quarters.

He was sitting on a blanket-covered log, roasting marshmallows in one hand and catching up on Gossip Girl with his phone in the other.

[I have my internet back early. You will now entertain me]

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[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Aww, you look like the world's worst Boy Scout," Hannibal said as he walked over. "So dedicated to the craft."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck looked over his phone and smirked. "If it ever looks like I'm roasting marshmallows for any other reason than solving a hunger issue then I give you permission to stab me with my roasting stick. I'm not into the kumbaya, I-promise-I-won't-forget-you camping experience."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Then, I'll give this merit badge I have in my pocket to someone more deserving," he said. "Had such high hopes for you too. Stabbing won't be a problem. I need to work on my stabbing form anyway."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"It's probably more fulfilling than merit badges too," Chuck said, putting his phone in his pocket so he could pull the now scorched marshmallow of the stick. "Not that I've stabbed anybody before. I'd hate to get blood on my clothes."

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen was walking by on her way to her cabin when she saw Hannibal. "Hi," she said with a smile. "You've been a busy boy."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Have I?" He pretended to think about that. "You think so?"

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

"Radio seems to think so," she said with a grin.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris was bored and wandering.

He spotted Chuck by the campfire and decided to go say hi and check in.

"Hey, man, how's it going?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Oh hey, it was his fake brother guy. Chuck had almost forgotten he had one. He wondered briefly if that would be the case if he had a real brother. Probably.

"It's going. Can't wait to get out of these cabins and back to my room," Chuck said. He did miss Susan and her fantastic breasts. "You?"

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"About the same," Chris said. "Cabin living lacks the privacy of dorm rooms. Which especially sucks when you share your dorm room with your girlfriend."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck's smile, at the mention of a girlfriend, might've been a tad patronizing. He always felt bad for the poor suckers that got trapped into relationships at such a young age.

"I can imagine," he said. No he couldn't. He'd screw whenever and wherever and if people heard it then so be it. "There's always the shower."

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber was actually on her way to Caritas but a blanket covered log was cute and drew her attention. "Hey," she greeted the guy with a slight smile. "You look quite cozy there, roastin' your marshmallows."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck looked up at the girl with a charming smile already plastered on his face. She was poor, it was written all over her, but very pretty. Chuck never minded slipping a couple rungs down the ladder before; he sure as hell wasn't going to be picky now.

"I am cozy," he said. He held up a bag of marshmallows. "Care to join me in my coziness?"

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"I'm never one to turn down a roasted marshmallow," Amber grinned and sat down near him. The stinking zombies could wait.

"Hi, I'm Amber Atkins," she said, extending her hand towards him.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Chuck Bass," he said, shaking her hand. He probably held on to it a second or two too long before releasing it, having a fake look of shy awkwardness on his face as he did so. "Nice to meet you, Amber."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Amber," Hannibal said, smiling over at her. "Where you been hiding at?"

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"Hey you," she replied with a grin. "Nowhere, just you know, hanging out, working, tryin' not to get yelled at for havin' pictures of a near human hyena." That might bear explaning but Amber just grinned at Hannibal. "Where've you been hidin' at?"

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry was in the mood for marshmallows. He was also in the mood for conversation not with an annoying talking skull. How convenient that there should be a campfire with marshmallows at this time.

He muttered "hey" to nobody in particular and sat down. Okay, maybe 'in the mood for conversation' was something of an overstatement.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck eyed the guy that sat down. "Hey."

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

Harry eyed the other guy right back, realized he didn't know his name, and subsequently realized (for the millionth time) he really really needed to spend more time with people who were not Bob.

"I'm Harry," he offered. Seemed a safe enough way to start a conversation.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Harry, haven't seen you around lately," Chris said.

[harrydresden.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I suck at socialization," Harry said. "Hey Chris."

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen nodded at the boy. "Hello."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck perked up at the sight of yet another pretty girl. "Hi."

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

She tilted her head at that. "I don't believe we have met. I am Helen Haras-Uquara."