Taft campfire, Sunday afternoon

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It was the last day out here, and Buffy was pretty ambivalent about it all. She missed her own bed, but the camping thing wasn't bad because it wasn't real camping. That made a huge difference.

Having packed up most of her stuff (she was high-maintenance, okay?) for tomorrow already, she took a seat outside the cabin, put up a fire, and decided she was going to take the last opportunity for s'mores she might have.


[Open like a campfire!]