Mar 02, 2012 00:49
Mere relaxed back against the log that they had pulled over, grinning as she watched the fire flicker in front of her. Her and her friends had decided to go out camping for the weekend, and, while peeing in the woods sucked hard, but otherwise she had been having fun.
“Couldn’t we have picked a warmer time to come to this?” Deanna asked, sitting down next to Mere on the log.
“If we had come out during a warmer time, we’d be eaten up by bugs,” Mere pointed out to her. “Besides, we got to watch your honey build a fire. I must say, watching Gabriel do much of anything is quite the fun experience.”
“Hey, that’s MY man,” Deanna said playfully, swatting at Mere’s arm. “Besides, you’ve got one of your own.”
“Hm, very true,” Mere said with a smirk. That she very much did.
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charloft