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Starburst Campfire [Saturday, Late Morning]
Chuck had acquired a talky ten-year-old, somewhere between the time he went to bed on Thursday night, and been woken up on Friday morning with an unending stream of Japanese chatter in his ear.
... And no Gameboy.
They might not understand each other on a linguistic level, but they did have some very similar tastes in food and entertainment, at least. So this wasn't so bad, and they were out near the campfire (unlit, because he didn't trust himself near open flames, let alone himself with a little kid), entertaining him throwing stones to try and knock targets, empty cans and the like, off the logs around the fire pit while trying to encourage him to eat the odd slice of cold pizza for breakfast between rounds.
[[Open campfire!]]
... And no Gameboy.
They might not understand each other on a linguistic level, but they did have some very similar tastes in food and entertainment, at least. So this wasn't so bad, and they were out near the campfire (unlit, because he didn't trust himself near open flames, let alone himself with a little kid), entertaining him throwing stones to try and knock targets, empty cans and the like, off the logs around the fire pit while trying to encourage him to eat the odd slice of cold pizza for breakfast between rounds.
[[Open campfire!]]

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"I think they figure we've got so much of... this--" he said, indicating Jacket and Li'l Gameboy Kid "--No offence." To Jacket. "That drugs are a little unnecessary." This whole island was trippy, no help required.
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"Point," Jacket added.
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"... Which is terrifying, because obviously its going to come bite me now."
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She really hoped she didn't just jinx everything.
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