LBJ Campfire, Thursday Night

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Sometime during the day, Sam had come to a sad realization - he hadn't had nearly enough s'mores for the amount of time they'd been out at the cabins. When the evening rolled around and the sun finally went down, he lit the cabin's campfire and set himself up with all the necessary supplies, to cook for himself and for anyone else who sat down.

It wasn't long before he figured out that his marshmallow roasting stick was also good for keeping tiny moose away from the fire. It was kind of amazing how this place still found ways to weird him out, even after all this time.

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"It's a two-way street, you know," Chuck said. "I expect some trouble from you in return."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Any kind in particular?" Rose asked. "I wouldn't want to disappoint."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Nothing that'll get you arrested," he told her as he pulled apart more of his s'more. "I can get you out of jail but I'd rather it only happen on special occasions."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"I'd be doing it wrong if I got arrested every time," Rose pointed out. "That just smacks of inattention to detail."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck snickered. "An excellent point. That was the only requirement I had. Feel free to get creative with your trouble."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"I'll have to think on that," Rose said smugly. "Find something really good."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure you'll make me proud."

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose smirked at him. "I'm sure you'll do the same."