Funkytown Zoo campfire, Sunday afternoon

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Mira felt that she'd been dealing with Fandom pretty well so far. She hadn't freaked out about anything, she attended her classes, she did everything without much (if any) griping.

And then she saw her bouncy castle. Somehow, the seal was the most ridiculous part of it. "I'm not going on there. Not without a substantial bribe."

For the time being, she took the bag she had brought down from the dorms with her, set it on the ground near the campfire, and decided to use that as a seat while she lit the fire and tried not to look at the tiny elephant on the castle.

[OOC: It's a lazy Sunday and I failed to wake up in the late afternoon, so I'm posting a bunch instead.]

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[abitlowkey]

"On this island? Yes."

Sorry he wasn't sorry, Mira.

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"I don't buy it," Mira said. "I'm still sticking with my theory."

[abitlowkey]

"Your wrong theory."

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"Probably. But it's still better than your wrong theory," Mira smugged. Yep, that was a verb now.

[abitlowkey]

"Is not!"

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"I'll tell you what. I'll hang around here for a while and if I end up diseased, we'll give you the win," Mira offered.

[abitlowkey]

Well now.

"That would be acceptable."

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"Glad to hear it," Mira said. "Now that that's settled, you've been here longer than me, right? Do they always do this with the weird air hut things?"

[abitlowkey]

"Oh, yes. You become used to the sleeping arrangements." A beat. "Or learn to hide."

He didn't know his bunkmate was Alex yet, but he knew about hiding from people. Oh. He knew.

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"Where are the best places to hide around here?" Mira asked. She was a people person, in that she hunted them for a living. She knew a hider when she argued with one.

[abitlowkey]

"There is a shack nearby..."

You know. If you wanted to be interrupted by people hooking up.