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basically a mingle

[ At buttfuck o'clock (translation: super late), if anyone decides to enter the garden, they will find the usual nice starry fake sky and nature. Nothing exactly out of place, besides a brand new campfire that Jake decided to start. ]

[ Sure, he had to dig a hole in the middle of the garden, gather some rocks around it, use the scrap paper from the suggestion box, break off dead branches, collect some fallen leaves, and pretty much kind of ruin how nice the field looked, but you know what, shhhhh... Jake doesn't really care. What matters is that he made a campfire and even if it's not super big or anything, this tiny thing is enough. You people should be happy that he used his own lighter for this. Look at how generous he is. ]

[ But anyway, Jake himself will be just relaxing in front of his achievement. Upon closer inspection, it looks like he finally used his coins to take a goddamn shower like a normal person and not take a bath in a river, so consider your annual miracle slot filled. 20 coins for a shower and 15 for shampoo, ridiculous... He doesn't want to shave his head that badly so he'll keep his hair and whatever stubble he's growing now, so have fun with Mr. You-Can't-Call-Me-Bald-Anymore. Find him either thinking of shit in front of the campfire or sleeping. You are more than free to try and draw on his face (keyword here: try). ]

[ But really, go off and do your thing. Tell scary stories around the campfire, talk shit under the stars, have boat races in the river, do it. It's a free-for-all. ]

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[ well, jake was thinking about burning that old couch in the lounge instead of this tiny campfire so he kind of close to making this danger and not all shenanigans. ]

I'll give you three guesses, but the first two don't count.

Reliving an idealized childhood with camping trips and everything, okay. If you didn't bring marshmallows, what's even the point?

[plops down beside him]

If you want to fashion this week's gruel into marshmallows, then be my guest. Even if you burn it in the fire, it'd probably taste better than it normally does.

[ Well, they can't sneak food outside of the cafeteria, but w/e w/e, they can use her dumb snackoos as marshmallows ]

[a, snackoos are not dumb; b, they are already crunchy so roasting them won't do anything. But...

You think that'd work? Gruel toast.

[ snackoos are pretty dumb. they were dumb the moment someone decided to name them snackoos ]

Never know until you try. Good luck trying to bring it out of the cafeteria, though, with these rules.

[ Maybe instead of trying to bring the gruel out of the cafe, maybe they should bring the fire into the cafe. What could go wrong ]

[lies, they are perfect in every way, especially the throwing ones]

Last time, didn't Snake not get in trouble until he tried giving the food to someone who wasn't approved? I'm more than happy to selfishly keep it just for me.

[also she is apparently pretty bored, and gets to her feet]

[ why would you throw them, you're wasting food ]

Tired of me already?

[have you ever eaten a snackoo? it is much more satisfying to throw them]

If you haven't got anything to roast over this fire, I'm gonna have to get something myself. I am being the change I wish to see in this world.

[ so she spent 150 coins to buy a bunch of tiny little pellet to throw a people. good use of money ]

And you're seriously going to attempt bringing food out of the cafeteria? Haven't you been sedated enough.

[you don't even know. to date, still the best feeling in the last 50 days]

Apparently not, since I'm up talking with you despite it being who knows what o clock.

Didn't figure you to be so...timid.

[ you sure have low standards if those chocolate snacks were the best thing ever ]

Who're you calling timid? Maybe I'm just getting bored of watching you fail and get past this rodent. Maybe you're doing it on purpose.

[ But yeah, he's not exactly his gung-ho, but he'll at least pretend to. ]

[life is hard and nobody understands]

I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't done anything of the sort in weeks. [week? close enough] Sorry I'm not the model inmate you are.

[ allow him to play the tiniest violin for you ]

I gotta admit that it's a tough act to follow up. [ He'll stand up too, dust off his pants. ] C'mon, I'll show you how it's done.

Arson?

Don't think anyone's going to complain if we start another campfire in the caf. It's not like Zero did such a bang up job on it that we're going to miss it.

...True. Honestly, heat can only help.

Then grab the remaining twigs and let's go. Better hope no one's there at this time.

[ Especially Hershel because he does not need a teenager lecturing him again, but he'll stop out the tiny little fire he had going before going. He's responsible and does not want the entire garden to catch fire. ]

[maybe he in fact needs teenagers lecturing him at all times, but she isn't really keen on a(nother) lecture either. she even pours a little water to make sure the house doesn't burn down, then grabs the kindling]

I can't believe you wouldn't be up for a little harmless intimidation. ...Did something happen? You seem different. A different different than normal.

[leans in to peer at him, eyes narrowed]

[ hey, she needs teenagers lecturing her just as much as he needs it. it's not like she hasn't done things more questionable than jake ]

Different different, that's real specific, but maybe I'm just not in the mood, or tired. Do you really need a reason?

[ Jake spending coins? Going for a semi-less dangerous approach? Hmmmm, but he'll look off to the side so she can stop staring at him, man, personal bubble, can you mind it ]

[she hasn't done anything any more questionable. maybe equally questionable, depending on how points are allotted]

[also, his attempts at avoiding her attention really aren't doing anything to lose her attention, they're more catching on Actual Concern]

Kinda? ...I mean, how do I know you haven't gotten hit on the head now that you've rustled up some hair? Or maybe you were replaced by an evil twin.

[ right, the whole stabbing people for snackoos isn't questionable at all ]

Probably because we're not in a cartoon. Aren't you a little too old to be thinking that evil twins are a real thing?

[ Trying to sidestep around her now so he can start walking. They have a caf to burn down, c'mon. ]

[no more so than the accepting being stabbed by someone you barely know for money]

Not really, considering.

[not that alfendi had a goatee at certain times but it would make it easier, maybe

anyway, it's easy enough to walk around her and she watches him pass before sighing and trailing after]

[ you know what, those were different circumstances ]

[ we don't talk about alfendi, okay, but bam, off to the cafeteria they go. He doesn't really want to talk sooooo he's not going to say anything on the trip downstairs. If she has anything to say, though, go for it, he might answer. If not, then it's going to be one awkward ass walk and he's going to go grab some bowls of gruel. ]

[apparently it is awkward o'clock because there is a time of day when one tries to pry words out of Jake and there is a time when you just keep to yourself and your pile of kindling. Now, surely someplace in the cafeteria there has to be some sort of oven or stove or large metal sink or something, and that's where she's gonna arrange this stuff in a campfire-looking pattern since it's the least likely to engulf them in flames, ugh, Hershel would just love that]

[ Sorry, but no such luck, Ema. This cafeteria is a barren wasteland with nothing but tables upon tables... Calhoun has kept all the stoves and ovens in the back where only AUTHORIZED MICE are allowed in. On the plus side, she can grab a large plate and use that? ]

[ Jake will come back with all this gruel and oh hey, they had some cold canned stuff here. Uh, here's... cold value beans? ]

How's it going so far?

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