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Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

Around dinner time on Friday, the main campfire was transformed. Leis and grass skirts were available to all. A pig was roasting kabobs. There was Hawaiian music playing from somewhere. There was also a limbo stick of doom. If you lost, you died.

Okay, that was just Drax's hope. He couldn't make it happen in reality. Woe.

[OOC: FRIDAY SPECIAL EVENTS BEGIN ANEW! Students, instructors, and townies are all welcome.

Also, I turned off notifications, zomg.]

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Annette may have never actually roasted marshmallows. She seemed to have a hard time cause they kept catching fire too quickly and would slide from her stick and plop to the ground. "Yuck."

She was wearing her red striped bikini top and a grass skirt. She also had a couple white lei's on around her neck.

Tori couldn't help but laugh at the marshmallow fiasco happening. The same thing would happen to her, if she were to roast some marshmallows. Which is why she wasn't.

"Hey Annette." Tori grinned, making her way over to her friend.

Annette looked over at Tori and pouted, "Stupid marshmallows. They don't know how to cook right."

"Yeah, it's always by chance that they might come out right. Hardly ever do, though." Tori admitted.

"Do you know how to roast one, Tori? I'll totally let you borrow my stick and everything."

"I can try." Tori offered. "I've roasted marshmallows a couple of times."

Annette handed over the stick and a plucked a marshmallow from the bag and handed it to Tori. "You're so cool." Then she stuck her tongue out at her. Just cause.

Tori chuckled. "Yeah, right." She stuck her tongue out at Annette and attempted to roast the marshmallow.

She giggled and watched Tori, "Don't burn it!"

"I won't." Tori laughed, hoping she wouldn't. When the marshmallow looked just about right, she took it out of the fire. "How's that?"

"Oooh, looks perfect!" Annette went to reach for it, to pull it off the stick, but only the outter layer came away. "Oh, man!"

"Appearances can be deceiving?" Tori frowned. "Okay, apparently it didn't work too well."

"I misjudged the marshmallow, ugh." Not that Annette would ever admit to a marshmallow being smarter than her.

"Hey, did you check out the pig roasting the kabobs? Man, I'm trying not to look at it." She giggled.

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"Not having the best of luck there?" Billy snickered.

"Stop snickering at me, Billy. Marshmallows suck anyway." Yeah.

"I mostly only like them in rice crispy treats myself." Billy said. "I find it kinda fun to toast them anyway. Maybe you're holding them too close."

She was still pouting but willing to try differently. Wait. No she wasn't. She thrust her stick at Billy. "I can't handle this."

Billy tried not to snicker. He really did. He managed to stop very quickly. He took the stick. "I'm sorry. Maybe marshmallows just arent' your forte."

"Anything that has to do with cooking is not my forte. I suck. I suck at cooking. I suck...at everything. I just suck!" she stomped her foot. Yes, Annette woke up grumpy this morning and it might still be with her.

"Woah, hey there what's this all about?"

"It's about sucking, Billy!" ~~dirty?~~

Billy chose to ignore the innuendo, intended or not. "Are you okay? This isn't just cause of the marshmallows."

It wasn't intended. Honest. She was just throwing a little fit over marshmallows. Maybe.

"Sure it is. Have you seen the ground? I think I've ruined a whole bag."

"And I was doing it on purpose. C'mon, what's really bothering you? I've been to therapy, I've picked up a few tricks."

She looked at him, "I don't need therapy. Do you think there is something wrong with me, Billy? Is that why you said that? What is wrong with me? Cause if there is something wrong with me I need to know. I'd hate to be walking around and everyone go 'there goes Annette, that crazy girl with something wrong with her' cause I'd hate that, Billy."