Main campfire [lunchtime]

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla wasn't much for sunlight or nature or any of that crap, but sitting by the firepit at lunch was a good way to get a look at the cute boys that wandered through camp.

The dress she was wearing wasn't exactly cut out for lounging on logs, for God's sake, so she took a drag on her cigarette and hoped that someone would come along to make this whole exercise worth it.

[OOC: she haaaaates me.]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex who, gratefully, wasn't feeling the effects of the weirdness passed by the campfire, gave Rilla a look and then stopped quickly. There was a feeling of recognition but he couldn't quite place her.

"Good way to pass the time," he said, nodding at her cigarette.

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin stopped at the sight of the girl. That was a lot of skin on show.

"Hi," he said with a grin, running a hand casually through his styled hair. "I'm Calvin."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"If that's you asking to bum one," she replied archly, "I suppose you can."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Rilla," she replied, sounding a little bored and so over it all. "Want a cigarette?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I've got my own," he said, plucking the pack out of his pocket and waving it at her. "I've had the addiction for a long time. Never leave home without them."

Still, Alex was amused by this one and took a seat on a nearby log. "Not a fan of sharing?"

[not_tylerdurden]

Smoking made you cool. Cooler in Calvin's case, since he was already pretty chill. "Sure," he replied with a disaffected toss of the head.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

She wrinkled up her nose. "What's mine is mine. Other people can get their own."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Whatever," she replied just as coolly, holding out the pack.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Not a bad philosophy to have," Alex said, smirking. "Have we met? For some reason, I can't place you. You look familiar but it's like I had a lot to drink last night and can't fucking remember who I went home with."

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin's "Thanks." was filled with ennui as he produced a lighter and lit up. Since hell had frozen over, his lungs did not attempt to become external organs when he took a drag. "Man, what a dump."

[glacial_queen]

It hurt Karla to be up and about today; it was like every muscle in her body was protesting in chorus. All she really wanted to do was crawl back into bed and collapse, preferably after eating her bodyweight in food--but that was impossible. She couldn't waste her time sleeping, not when there were people to take care of!

"Excuse me," she called shyly, holding up a basket of perfectly baked muffins and scones. She blushed to call attention to herself so. "Is anyone here hungry? I've made plenty to share."

Well, to watch others eat. Karla would eat whatever was leftover. Grabbing food first would be dreadfully impolite.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Well, that's fucking discouraging," Rilla complained. "I'm Rilla."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

She looked around and rolled her eyes. "Right? It is so trying to hard."

Much like an overly-eyelined teenaged girl, perhaps.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

All right, Alex almost choked on air at that. He distinctly remembered that name and her reaction to his disdain for her cooking. And now she was...not like that.

"Right, Rilla, I remember you now," he said, lighting his own cigarette easily. "You do that often? Go home with someone and sleep with them without even knowing their name?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Do you have anything chocolate?" Rilla demanded, reaching out greedily.

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

She shrugged a bare shoulder. "It happens. After four or five tequila shots, who really remembers anything, right?"

[not_tylerdurden]

Or the affected indifference of a teenage boy?

"And the delusional teachers? You'd think they didn't want us to learn." Calvin might have been too cool for school, but he loved learning. It was his only passion in an utterly disaffected and apathetic life.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Not me." Right, something had to be up here considering the last time he'd seen this girl, she'd acted like she was straight out of an afterschool special set in colonial times.

"Managed that here yet?" he asked, wondering just what she'd tell him. "The going home with someone, not the shots."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

She arched up her eyebrows. "Why?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I blew off class," Rilla told him airily.

Not that she had any on Fridays, but that was hardly the point, was it?

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" he asked, going the classic route of answering a question with a question.

[glacial_queen]

"Of course!" Karla said, plucking a chocolate muffin out of the basket and handing it over. "The chocolate I used was a higher percent of cacoa than I'd prefer, but I'm pretty sure I used enough cream to offset the bitterness."

Bitter dark chocolate much like Rilla's soul, or something.

"Of course, it was only milk and not proper cream, so I had to add some extra sugar, too..." Karla suddenly realized how much she was talking and stopped abruptly, turning red again. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to prattle on!"

[glacial_queen]

It took Karla a moment to work up the courage to approach Alex directly, but her desire to make sure he was fed outweighed her shyness. "C-can I offer you a muffin?" she asked, keeping her eyes on her basket. "Or a sc-scone? They're fr-freshly baked."

For what it was worth, everything looked and smelled delicious.

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin snorted. "You weren't missing much. I'm sure there's far better uses for our time."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Why are you stuttering at me?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "Cold or something?"