http://bad-nose-job.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-07-12 08:37 pm

Main Campfire; Sunday Evening

Penelope sat before the fire but her attention was on the Dreamer. He was seated not far from her, his smile faint, secretive; the same smile he's been giving her since she woke up to him yesterday morning.

She glanced back at the marshmallow she was roasting, not giving it much attention. It was hard to pay attention to anything else with him staring at her like he was.

"When are you going to leave?" she asked.

"When I'm ready," was his reply.

With a soft sigh, she felt her marshmallow slide off her stick and plop on the ground, a burnt melty mess.

The Dreamer chuckled and Penelope reached for another marshmallow.

[[ Open campfire! ]]

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-13 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Four-Dee laughed. "Dude, he's so repressed. He probably just really wants to hold your hand and get ice cream."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-13 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Please, it was just--"

He was quickly cut off by Hurley. Tackling him.

"Dude! What the hell!"

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-13 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Hurley was panting, having run from his own cabin. He was now perched over Four-Dee.

"...I don't know what he was saying, but I am so sorry," Hurley said.

"Ow," Four-Dee said.

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2009-07-13 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"He left me a note, yeah," Hurley said. "Said he was going to fix things. I kinda... I don't..."

"See, this is why you need someone to talk for you," Four-Dee said. "Could you get off me, please?"