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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"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."