When; Evening of June 29th
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Open to all!
Summary; It's a bonfire at the beach, come enjoy yourselves!
Log;
Sam needed something like this, something to get his mind off of the crap he had to deal with back home and the fact that Mikaela wasn't here. Also, off of the crazy alien symbols in his head.
The wood was all stacked up and to refuel the fire that was already going (and burning green, thanks to whatever amazing stuff Anthony had put in it) and the two couches he had snagged were placed around the fire to sit on for now and to burn later. A few old logs had also been commandeered for seating and probably eventual burning. A couple of tables had been snagged also to put all the stuff for smores as well as the roasting sticks. Or the stick-thingies, if you were Tony. Paper cups and plates were also there as well. Theoretically, just about everything that was here could be burned. Doing dishes with fire was awesome.
Everything that Sam hadn't managed, Chuck had taken care of. The man definitely seemed to know how to plan a party. All that was left now was for people to start arriving.