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[cest_untrap]

[oh hey. there's a fire. it's a decent-sized fire! and there are sit-upons scattered around it, each with notepads and pens.

a tiny french girl has taken one of these seats, with a bottle of wine in her lap. every now and then she scribbles something in her own pad, then crumples the page and tosses it into the fire.

she's singing ce n'est qu'un

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[ohno_u_didnt]

*Taking a sit nearby*

Um, I hope so.

[cest_untrap]

There's even more room for it here on the farm.

[ohno_u_didnt]

It would be very pretty. Camp usually likes to celebrate...so there's a good chance.

[cest_untrap]

I did like it when they were over the lake, though...

[ohno_u_didnt]

You can watch from the barn roofs now though.

[cest_untrap]

You think so? They sort of look like they'd fall over if I blew on them too hard.

[ohno_u_didnt]

On second thought...

[cest_untrap]

We could always go to the hospital roof!

[ohno_u_didnt]

That should be sturdier, yes.

[cest_untrap]

Do you have anyone to watch the fireworks with?

[ohno_u_didnt]

Mason would probably like it.

[cest_untrap]

Who's that?

[ohno_u_didnt]

A friend of mine.

[cest_untrap]

A ~good~ friend?

[ohno_u_didnt]

Bros before hos.

[cest_untrap]

Does that mean he's a male prostitute?