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[followyouthere]

[It's the evening after the dance and Margot's decided to do something she's wanted to since coming here

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[weaponsparked]

[On his way to visit someone else entirely... the fire catches his attention, and he stops immediately.]

What... are you doing?

[followyouthere]

[just... smiles]

Roasting marshmallows~

[weaponsparked]

And the entire lawn, from the looks of things!

[followyouthere]

...It'll grow back! And I'm being careful, so bite me.

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe can't help but notice the fire while walking back to his home from blitzball practice. He look worn out and has a towel thrown around his shoulders. His hair's still wet. Curiosity always gets the better of him, he has to see what's going on.]

Ah... Good evening, Miss Margot! You, uh, got a campfire going then? Good night for it, I suppose...

[followyouthere]

Doing some cleaning and make a snack, all at the same time.

[She pats the spot of grass next to her, an invitation for him to join if he'd like. A friend of Nadia's is a friend of hers.]

[perfektsymmetry]

[He'll join her, and plop down on the grass beside her.] "I've been camping a few times, but I must say, I'm more of a city person myself. I love going on hikes and seeing mountains and trees and all, but I feel that the wilderness is just... too lonely, I guess. But then again, in a city you don't get to roast marshmallows very often. [He chuckles.]

[followyouthere]

I used to do a bunch of camping and it was okay. I liked it more than the city, the travelling, forests, old buildings... Stuff like that. It was pretty.

[Takes the torched marshmallow out of the fire, swinging it toward him.]

Marshmallow?

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Staring at her bonfire.

Wait. Why does she even have a bonfire?]

...Isn't that d-dangerous?

[followyouthere]

...Probably!

[bbsatbyrobots]

Aren't you worried?

[followyouthere]

Not really.

[Jerks her thumb at a couple of buckets near her, one of water, the other of dirt. Just in case.]

And if it gets out of control, I'm a pretty fast runner, so. [smirk]

[discoinfernorz]

[hey stranger, hope you don't mind a hobo ambling over to join you in your marshmallow roasting fest.]

[followyouthere]

[Normally she'd mind.

But tonight, she's in a good mood.

Burn, dress, burn.

That's not going to stop you from getting weird looks, though.]

[discoinfernorz]

[returning those weird looks with a totally amiable grin, waving his marshmallow on a stick in greeting.]

It's a nice fire.

[followyouthere]

Yeah. Thanks.

Made it myself.

[bornwithskison]

[And guess who's wandering over with a hotdog on a really small stick to just hold it over the fire. Why did he have a hotdog with him? Why a stick? Why was he even out?]

[followyouthere]

[Doesn't matter! It's a fire, how can you ignore its siren's call?]

Uh. Can I help you?

[bornwithskison]

[Sirens where DON'T SAIL TOWARDS THEM oh wait there's somebody here

well

this is awkward.]

...I'm just hungry?

[followyouthere]

[She's so tiny you probably missed her because of FLAMES

'sup]

Did I say you could use my fire?