Main Campfire, Sunday Afternoon

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Wesley hadn't done a whole lot of camping back at his old school. And while he'd visited a few campfires since his arrival at Fandom, it was still pretty new to him. Which was why he could find himself seated at the main campfire on Sunday, enjoying the fire quietly while his favorite book turned into a stuffy old English man lectured him on the various types of demons known to enjoy campfires.

He did have food, more in case anyone else showed up than for himself. Except for the graham crackers. Those were totally his and he wasn't going to share. But everything else, though. He'd share.