Wendy the Werewolf Stalker Campfire [Wednesday Evening]

[icecoldfrost]

It was beautiful outside this evening, and so Emma found herself out by her cabin's campfire; cigarette in one hand as she balanced her notebook on her knees. It was easier to work on her creative writing assignment out here than in the cramped quarters of the cabin, and if she didn't like what she wrote, well, she could always burn it.

And really, there was no downside to lighting things on fire.

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[icecoldfrost]

"Do people even need credentials to teach here?" Emma asked. "Seriously, I'm rather sure the inmates are running the asylum."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"In my experience," Valentine grinned faintly, "that's usually how things go."