Main Campfire [Tuesday, Evening]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy had spent most of the past four days avoiding people. Something that was probably a good move on her part, and for everyone, considering that she wasn't the most openly friendly sort to begin with, and that would really only be compounded by jetlag and getting sent away to this fucking place. Boring as Bristol was, she couldn't say this was somewhere she particularly wanted to be either.

A few days on, she'd begun to see the attraction of certain parts. In this case, the attraction of getting to sit out by a roaring fire, poke idly at the embers at the edge with a stick, and watch them glow and fizzle with the air.

This was actually not bad, and for the moment even quiet.

And occasionally, she sat back to swig from a plastic water bottle she was keeping away from the flames. Chances were, it didn't actually have water in it.

[[Open like a big open campfire.]]

Comments

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Trust me," Turtle muttered, trying not to sigh and failing spectacularly, "if I'm not pregnant yet, I definitely won't be any time soon."

Her life was looking to severely lack in one very crucial part of that.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't sound promising." He hoped the next step wasn't crying or something. "There's always a way around that if you want a kid."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"I don't want a kid," Turtle said, shaking her head.

It's just that she'd really miss that other part.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"No Turtle Jr's?" he asked. "How sad."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Let me revise," Turtle said. "A kid is definitely not in my five year plan. It's probably not even in my ten year plan. And, get this, every so often? This island pulls one on us and sends in a whole bunch of kids claiming to be ours. Last time I had three. THREE. With three different guys. No. No thanks. I'm good."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"...interesting." He was going to...chalk that up to drugs or something. Yeah. "But getting to kids is kind of fun. The process."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle sucked in a little bit of a breath, looking anywhere but toward Alex, and deciding to just not say anything, because, really, at this point, as far as relationships were concerned, Turtle might as well just sign up to be a nun right now. Ugh.