Main Campfire, Tuesday Evening

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Alex felt restless enough to emerge from his alcove and head out to the main campfire again. It was easier to both smoke and stay warm since it'd gotten weirdly cold over the last few days. Whatever. He was from Iowa. He was used to this type of weather.

Didn't mean he would pass up a fire.

So, he slouched down against a log, crossing his feet at the ankle and leaning back to blow smoke into the air. It was the second week of classes and, amazingly, they weren't going that badly. Of course, considering the classes, Alex didn't know how they could go badly.

He'd take the good news while he could. It didn't happen often.

[campfires are open things!]

Comments

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

"No." How strange to ask that. "Your world must be a very....special place."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Not as special as your head," Alex said.

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

Adora blinked. "Excuse me?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hmm?" He was pretty sure he'd been clear. "Not as special as your head."