Main Campfire, Tuesday Afternoon

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

Yes, it was ridiculous to be outside in this weather. Yet all the same, Miley bundled up in her new winter coat (the product of a collaborative shopping effort between her and Lilly; it had depended upon the use of Skype on their zPhones as Lilly wandered around the only store in Atlanta to have started the winter collection this early). Armed with the coat and various other winter accessories she had not imagined having to use this early, not to mention her trusty Uggs, Miley brought a cup of her father's famous loco hot cocoa out to the campfire and got started roasting marshmallows.

Freezing or not, she was still camping, and Miley could put aside her body temperature in favor of a return to country living.

[[I know this is a long shot, but if LJ cooperates, open!]]

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[vanillajello]

That... managed to draw an actual smirk from Kate. The first in a few days, even. Well done, Ramona.

"Well, I can't say I'm opposed to that particular idea."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm a genius," Ramona agreed. "We can throw it on the beach or something so no one gets bitchy about booze in the dorms. So when the weather gets all not stupid, I can throw it together."

[vanillajello]

"I will so be there." Duh. "And I'm so voting for the beach. I love it there, plus it feels more like a party than a night at the bar like it would at Caritas."

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Beach it is," Ramona agreed. "I'll dye my hair to match a bikini, and if I can swing it, we'll drink out of coconuts or something."

[vanillajello]

"Ooh," Kate teased, smirking. "Coconuts, how fancy. Going all out, are we?"

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Only the best for you, dear," Ramona said, clasping a hand to her heart.