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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"The geekiness does come in handy sometimes, I swear," Sam said. "I'm assuming you're new, so I have to ask, what do you think of Fandom so far?"

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"It's better than expected," Rose admitted. "When I was sent here, I thought it was some sort of boot camp." She paused, eyeing Sam. "You know what that means?"

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"My dad was a Marine. I'm well aware of boot camp and what it might be like," Sam said, nodding quickly.

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"You're the first one who has," Rose explained. "It seemed better to ask."

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"There are a lot of people around who aren't familiar with normal, every day terms," Sam said. "But there are also plenty of us from modern places who'll get what you're saying, and those who don't tend to be fast learners. At least, in my experience."

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"Have you been here for a long time?" Rose asked curiously.

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"For three years now," Sam said. "I'm on my last year of school. It's kind of flown by though."