Having a Mallow Time
Bonfire was the best, people were running around, people were talking, she was dancing to music that was barely audible over the sound of the fire, and she felt completely in her element - or at least very close to her element. She was at the same time roasting Mallows over the fire, seeing as she had complete control over the perfection of those mallows, she didn’t need to be anywhere close.
“Hey you! Do you want to try a perfect Mallow?”












