Luau: The Main Campfire: Friday Evening

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

The irony of having a Hawaiian luau while in Greece probably hadn't escaped anyone.  But given that the majority of the students probably couldn't pinpoint Hawaii on the map, it didn't seem like that was enough of a reason to cancel what had become a summer tradition.

So in the early evening, the main campfire was transformed into a party place with coconuts, grass skirts, and leis for everyone.  A pig was slowly roasting over the fire, and a huge moddable buffet spread out to the flagpole. 

A dance floor was set up, and Hawaiian music was playing, but there was also plenty of grass spread with blankets for the less-rhythm-inclined.

[OOC:  YAAAAAY LUAU!  Students, teachers, and townies all welcome!]

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Re: The Campfire

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

"Please?" Gaaaaaaaaaah the grin. Jen has this sudden urge to go dive into the ocean now, but instead of that, now she wanders over.

Re: The Campfire

[nottheclone.livejournal.com]

"Milady," and with a flourish, he tilts the stick-o-marshmallows in her direction. "Take as many as you'd like. I've got more." It's true, there's a whole stack of unroasted marshmallows on the arm of the chair he'd staked out.

Re: The Campfire

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Jen laughs and carefully takes two marshmallows off the end of the stick, nibbling at one of them. "Wow," she says. "You're a real charmer, you know that?"

She knew that, of course, but she can't let him know that she knows because that would mean he'd have to know . . . ow.

Re: The Campfire

[nottheclone.livejournal.com]

"I try," Wes says. Something about this girl... he just can't seem to stop smiling whenever she's nearby.

Re: The Campfire

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

And if Jen knew that, she might be strongly tempted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him and yell something about "destiny, you idiot."

So it's a good thing she doesn't.

"So . . . how are you liking this place so far?"