http://wantstocheer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wantstocheer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-05-17 10:14 am

Grover Cleveland Campfire - Sunday Morning

Claire was up and about pretty early this morning. She had skipped all of the parties going on this weekend and it wasn't like she had to worry about hangovers anyway.

There was a fire going and she had a bunch of breakfast food set out to use with the pie irons she had picked up.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"At this rate, I'm never going to have to cook a damn thing around here," Alex observed, stumbling out of the cabin and shading his eyes from any sun that might try to assault him.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Her deductive reasoning was spot on. He had yet to deduce who anyone in his cabin was. He was a sharp guy sometimes.

"Not unless you want rice cakes," he said, taking a seat and rubbing his eyes. "And peanut butter."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah. I'm a gourmet chef," he said and settled more comfortable on the log. "I'm Alex, yep. How'd you guess?"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Claire," he repeated, nodding. "I haven't met Yakko either. I assumed he was some misplaced hippie whose parents were high on LSD when they named him."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"This place," he repeated, shaking his head and looking over at the food. "What usually goes in camper pie? Roadkill?"

Well, camping and driving. They kind of went together in his mind.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right." Much better than roadkill. "Recommendations?"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He wasn't really craving anything but he figured he needed to eat something more than peanuts and beer.

"I've got nothing against apples," he decided. "Let's try that."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Midwest," he answered idly, keeping his eyes on that pie. That would have been useful back home. "Somewhere out in the middle. They all run together anyway."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think we've met before, but I think you are my new best friend," Hurley said with a grin as he walked over.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"What the hell are you doing all the way up here?" Alex asked, more curiosity than interest. "You don't seem like the type of person to smash some girl's head in a locker because she slept with your boyfriend."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whoa," Hurley said. "That's the first time anyone's known my name already."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't do boys," he replied. "So, no. I got here on a bus. It had four wheels."

[identity profile] badassfullback.livejournal.com 2009-05-17 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"You up for sharing?" Riggins asked as he stepped into the campfire area. Yeah, this wasn't his campfire but nobody was cooking anything in his.

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