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."

[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]

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."

[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?"

[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."

[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."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You going for the extra crispy look there?" Hannibal asked, nodding at the marshmallow. "Appetizing."

[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."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I got distracted," Chuck admitted. "Luckily the burnt part peels off. I consider it free food for the squirrels."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Chris shrugged. "I guess. I took her to Paris last week for her birthday."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"How sweet," Chuck said, actually putting in some effort into trying to sound sincere. It didn't work very well. "Quite an expensive trip for somebody our age."

Or so he imagined.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Aren't you just a saint? I'd swoon if I was a girl," he said. "Girls must love your culinary skills."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Well, not having to pay for airfare helps a lot," Chris admitted.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I don't really stick with girls long enough to cook for them," he said as he peeled off the gross burnt part of his marshmallow and dropped it on the ground. "I have had a lot cook for me. But then again, they were being paid to do so."

He really did love having maids.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Oh, right. That whole magic thing," Chuck said, nodding. He was jealous at being outdone for a slight second but then remembered magic didn't get you five star hotels and room service and he felt a bit better. Yes, Chuck was that shallow. "That's pretty convenient. I've heard airport security is awful these days. You're lucky."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"These aren't your dates cooking for you, right?" Hannibal had to ask. "Because, if so, do you ever get a second date?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You'd be surprised what you have to do to get a girl to ditch you completely," Chuck said. He finally popped the marshmallow in his mouth and waited till he was done eating it before speaking again. "But I was referring to my maids before. I've never had a date cook for me."

Mostly because he never really had dates.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Oh, maids," Hannibal said almost dreamily. "How I yearn for the day I have maids. Not old maids, right?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"God, no. Young ones. Ones from Mexico or Panama or whatever other country speaks Spanish," Chuck said, waving his hand in dismissal. He grabbed another marshmallow and offered the bag to Hannibal. "Hotels with those old maids seem so...Hilton-ish."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I'm used to the ones that come knocking on the hotel room door at way too fucking early," Hannibal said, taking the bag with a nod. "And they speak English. Loud English."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I take it they're not at the door clamoring for a booty call?" Chuck asked.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"It certainly comes in handy," Chris agreed. "If you ever need a lift anywhere, feel free to ask."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Usually they're asking me if they can come in and make the bed," he said. "Perils of motel travel, I guess. I never thought of booty calls that early in the morning."

[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."