Since his first class was tomorrow, Alex decided to venture out of his cabins (seriously, CABINS) to the main campfire. He almost expected some counselor to already be there, guitar in hand, asking him to sing Kumbaya. Mercifully, the main campfire was devoid of anything but a few logs and the actual fire
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Fiona's day had been a mix of good and bad, a first day among first days. Her first class had been very instructional, her time at the salle had been... interesting. Then there'd been shopping.
Feeling a little like an overstimulated lab rat, she settled on one of the logs and wrapped her arms around herself to just watch the flames and digest. There was a glance at the other person there, but mostly just to let him know she knew he was there.
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He still wasn't singing Kumbaya.
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"Upwind," was all she said.
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"That's all."
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"I don't know. I've never tried it. Maybe. Would you share one?"
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"Then why are you doing it?" she challenged. Her heart wasn't really in it and she wasn't trying to sound 'smart'. She just wanted to know.
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She didn't quite believe that.
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"You could" and she thought back to how Dinah had put it earlier "sell tickets."
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