Post by Smith Ardor Knight on Sept 1, 2015 13:45:23 GMT -5
A beachside campfire, now he had done everything. The tinder ignited and the fire grew at a surprising rate, most likely helped along by the bronze man himself.
He leaned back against a log, a sigh coming across his features as he relaxed into himself. Just him and the guys. It was going to be a good time as far as he knew. All he needed was alcohol to make it better. To his own disappointment he had left it back in his dorms.
In a form of substitution he pulled a cigarette out, having it simply light itself. He turned to the others, seeing how well they were getting settled.
He leaned back against a log, a sigh coming across his features as he relaxed into himself. Just him and the guys. It was going to be a good time as far as he knew. All he needed was alcohol to make it better. To his own disappointment he had left it back in his dorms.
In a form of substitution he pulled a cigarette out, having it simply light itself. He turned to the others, seeing how well they were getting settled.
