LBJ Campfire, Thursday Night

[likethegun]

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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[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Am good," Firekeeper nodded. "Cabins is... still not same as how I grow up, but closer than dorms is."

[lovemykilt]

"Must be kind of a relief for you guys, then, huh?" Priestly asked, nodding to Blind Seer.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Is," Firekeeper nodded. "Much easier to sleep outside if we wish it."

[lovemykilt]

"It's been some good weather for that. Though the bugs'll probably get bad at some point."