[Mai's nestled into a blanket somewhere close by, roasting a marshmallow with a bit more practice under her belt. This one isn't quite the gooey mess the first one was and not the burnt blackness of the last one. Instead it's just brown enough and when she pulls back to check it she hears this guy nearby muttering on to himself.
So naturally she interrupts him. With a roasted marshmallow on the end of a tine poked his way.]
Marshmallow?
[If he looks over the slight smirk on her lips says she knows what she's doing here.]
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So naturally she interrupts him. With a roasted marshmallow on the end of a tine poked his way.]
Marshmallow?
[If he looks over the slight smirk on her lips says she knows what she's doing here.]