Speech: Blue Thought: Green
Even though he had been at this camp for some time before the others, it still somehow felt like he had only gotten here just yesterday. Everyone that he had met so far, had been fairly nice people. Especially Andy. Of course there was going to be the odd one or two that people didn't like, and Ajax wouldn't hate of them behind their backs. He'd tell them to their face if there was an issue with someone else, but there wasn't because everyone kept themselves to themselves for the most part, and helped each other when needed.
The Minotaur that Andy had ridden, and that Ajax had missed, was going to be the talk of the camp for a while until they all find something to move onto. Tonight was going to be different for everyone, because they weren't going to go to bed {if they didn't want to }, the camp was going to have a large campfire that they could sit around with beers, or what ever they wanted to drink, food, and plenty of music for this type of party. They could tell each other stories, or ghost stories. Some might think it's lame, but Ajax was going to attend it anyway. He wanted to hear some stories that others would be conjuring up with some luck.
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