Cygnus living room, pretty much all day

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny was lazy and had been all day long. No classes, no work, meant he and the TV were getting along great. It also meant that he really didn't have to get dressed. Gym shorts was all he sported, that and the can of soda he held in his right hand. He was watching a motocross marathon on ESPN and he was totally zoned out to anything else going on around him. 

Summer camp was totally awesome.


[Open to any of the cabinmates. Or anyone really!]

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[ashockingbitch]

Jenny wandered into the living room at some point in mid-afternoon, wearing the tank top and boxers she'd slept in and clutching her first cigarette like a lifeline, and paused in the doorway to grin at the shirtless guy on the couch. "I could get used to this cabin nonsense."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was a female voice he heard. This had Johnny looking over, a grin already settling in place. "Summer luxury at its best."

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny vaguely remembered this guy. "Weren't you supposed to be my big brother or some such nonsense, once upon a time?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Crap. He totally forgot. "Uh... Jenny, right?"

[ashockingbitch]

"No, actually," Jenny drawled, "I'm Fantasmagoria Mulholland."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm not saying that," he muttered and looked back at the TV. "You enjoy sports?"

[ashockingbitch]

"Not as such, but I do enjoy sweaty men," Jenny said. "Sometimes it's the same."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He smirked. "These men are not shirtless," yes, he thought he should point that out.

[ashockingbitch]

"Yeah, not too interested, then," Jenny said. "Call me when they strip."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny flashed her a grin. "So if they were were shirtless, you'd totally pull up a chair, uh?"

[ashockingbitch]

"Pretty much," Jenny said shamelessly.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"That is so awesome," he said. "Not many girls I know would admit that."

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny shrugged. "I'm not most girls, am I?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"No..." he said, checking her out in a simple, casual perusal. "I don't think you are." Not that he knew her well, of course.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

Toby could smell the nicotine from across the room. "Hey," he grinned, loose, open shirt half falling off his shoulder as if he was windblown.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny looked around for a draft that might account for the windblownness. "Hey yourself," she said.

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"You don't know how glad I am to see someone else here who smokes!" he said, mouth watering from just the sight of the cigarette.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny snorted. "Haven' been lookin' very hard, have you? There's me and Reno and Ronan, but I think Flaming Irish is off saving the world or something. And there's wossname, one of the newbies. Cal. But I think he was quitting. Probably some others I just haven't actually paid attention to." She gestured with her cigarette to Johnny. "And he smokes. Literally."

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"He makes fire!" Toby whispered, eyes wide.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny widened her eyes and whispered back in a close imitation of his tone, "I know!"

[always-damp.livejournal.com]

"I nearly lost a shirt trying to save him from himself," Toby told her. "I don't think he's heard about Smokey the Bear."

[ashockingbitch]

"Was he in the seventies? Because I slept through the seventies," Jenny said.