Squirrel Campfire - Thursday Evening
Thunderstorms and rain were two things Demyx loved, and naturally he was outside for them. He sat on the ground, leaning back against one of the log benches, and strummed his sitar idly. He should be thinking of something to use for his mandatory story-telling in a few weeks in Campfire Stories and Songs, but for now he just wanted to enjoy the rain...and the company of anyone who wanted to join him.