main campfire | evening | sunday | july 5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

It had taken Alex all of ten minutes to pack and then unpack. Unpacking, in this instance, meant kicking his bag under his bed and leaving it there. Once that was done, he wandered down to the main campfire, a place he'd frequented during the previous trip to the cabins. Claiming a spot on the first night seemed like the right thing to do so he settled down, legs stretched out in front of him.

The clouds looked a little threatening but rain would only bother him if he lit a cigarette and had it go out. He'd just have to light another or something. Not like it hadn't happened before. For now, he'd take the warm, cloudy night and his last bit of relaxation before classes started again.

[open like the vegas strip!]

Comments

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"...dude, you're repeating a class?" Hurley said. "That's even worse. You, uhhh, want a s'more to make up for stuff?"

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Different class," Rose frowned. "Or different teachers at least. You know, cause the first wasn't torture enough." It hadn't been, actually, but she was still going to bitch.

"Nah, I have a bag of marshmallows still for Kyle. Chocolate would be awesome?"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Here," Hurley said, holding out a Hershey bar that wasn't even melty. "I gotta do my part, right?"

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"You're a prince, Hurley," Rose said with a bright smile. "Thank you."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Heh, man," Hurley said. "I wish."

That had hit an unexpected soft spot.

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"Eh," Rose winked at him. "Almost every prince I've met has been a jackass. So you're not missing out."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley just nodded, not letting thoughts of Penelope and marrying some jackass blue blood ruin the conversation.

"Sure you don't want the whole s'more experience?" he asked.