Jacob Lyons

After reading Jacob’s text message, Savannah went on an adventure to find Jacob throughout the bonfire event. After a couple of minutes of walking around, she noticed the man right beside the tire swing. “Well, well, well – you weren’t hard to find. Where’s my white claw and that extra special surprise you offered me?” She asked with a smirk, pulling him into a quick hug. 

@jacoblyons​

“I guess I should’ve made it a little more difficult, huh?” He chuckled, holding out the mango whiteclaw he had waiting for her. He hugged her back, letting his one arm linger around her waist for a bit. “You’ll find out about that extra special surprise later.” He winked, jokingly and playfully licking the side of her face. He couldn’t help but be goofy and weird with Savannah, it just came natural. “Are you having fun yet?” He asked, motioning towards the small crowd of people. 

savannah: ugh yes daddy

savannah: you know the words to my heart

savannah: where should I find you? (:

jacob: ;)

jacob: i am by the tree with the tire swing

“Seasoning?!” Freya questioned incredulously, eyes practically bulging out of her head, “Oh my goodness. Jacob Lyons, you are breaking my poor little pastry chef’s heart.” To drive her point home, she placed a hand over her chest, exhaling an overdramatic sigh. “You know what, next time you come into the shop I’ll be giving you the sweets from the very back of the oven, we’ll see how much you like your method then,” She teased, elbow nudging against him playfully. 

“You know, just for that smartass comment..I would love every single burnt pastry that you have.” He laughed, nudging her back. “But for real, marshmallows are way better when they are just a little burnt. Also they look cool when they’re on fire.” He laughed, putting his marshmallow directly back into the flame and watching it ignite. He quickly blew it out and peeled off the burnt layer off of it and popped it into his mouth. “Marvelous..ten out of ten.” He smiled, doing the chef’s kiss motion.

Maggie stared at him as he spoke, not really knowing what to say. He was right, she was always wondering what would happen, pondering possibilities and never really taking chances. Of course, the accident and the death of her parents were to blame. She looked at him and then at the slingshot a few times, going back and forth as her mind processed everything. She had come to have a good time and not worry about the what ifs. “Well, i’m not completely sure about this but fine… I’ll give it a try.” she said. 

“Atta girl.” He said, handing the slingshot over to her. Admittedly, it was a childish thing that they were doing. I mean c’mon, what group of twenty and thirty something year olds stood and played with a slingshot? Well..drunk ones did I guess. “Gotta take chances sometimes!” He smiled, giving her a shiny rock he found on the ground.

She was already standing at their suggestion to get in the water, setting her water bottle where she was sitting. Kiara was already walking down to the water before stopping to see Jacob behind her. “Come on!” She laughed out before running to the water. Once she hit the water, she jumped straight in. A sigh of relief came from her once her head resurfaced. “So much better,” she agreed with her friend, leaning back into the water to float.

“Normally I only swim in chlorinated water because like-people and fish just...piss in this water. How gross is that? Swimming in fish pee?” He laughed, splashing the water at Kiara. It wasn’t necessarily that Jacob was a germaphobe, but he was certainly very aware of his surroundings and made great efforts to keep himself healthy. Since he works with kids, if he didn’t have a strong immune system he would’ve gotten eaten alive by strep throat by now. “You uh-have any plans for the rest of the night?” He asked.

zaranyika loved everything nature, which is why she planned to go camping for the weekend of the bonfire. she planned to go solo, but she was also open to possibly joining another person or a (very) small group of people who were also interested in sleeping under the stars.

as she couldn’t afford a tent anytime soon (and wasn’t sure if she really wanted one tbh), z brought two things with her: a hammock, which she had set up between two trees & far enough away from the water so she (hoped she) wouldn’t get eaten by mosquitoes all night. speaking of those little buggers (pun intended), zara’s other camping necessity was simple: bug spray, and a shit ton of it at that. even though she had a sensitive nose, there was something weirdly comforting about the scent of bug spray. just like there was something super comforting about sleeping outside and getting lost in listening to music (her pick for this moment in time (and her favorite artist): sleeping at last) and looking up at the night sky.

the brunette lay on her hammock, alone, swinging back and forth as she looked up at the sky, lost in thought. on one hand, she was lonely and hoped someone would come join her, but on the other hand - she was enjoying her solitude. it was confusing being an introvert sometimes.

hearing the sound of leaves crunching and sticks breaking, she looked up from her cozy spot on the hammock to see someone walking towards her. she squints in the setting darkness (it was still sunset - and a beautiful one at that) to try and make out who it was. 

“beautiful night, isn’t it?” she offers quietly, looking up at the stars again with a soft smile.

@shstarters

Jacob walked around the campsite, trying to sober up a bit so he could do it all over again in a few hours. He walked for a while before he found someone laying alone in a hammock. He finally made out who it was as he got closer, a small smile coming to his face. “Hey, you.” He said, walking over to the girl. “It’s so fucking nice out.” He said, gazing up at the sunset. “Mind if I join you for a bit?” He asked.

“Nah. I don’t do gingers. It’s all you bro,” he laughed. The two seemingly different redheaded women he met while in university were both wild in different ways. One way too high maintenance for his own good, the other just a complete spaz. “Fair enough. So you could potentially end up with godzilla is what you’re saying. As long as that heart connection is there, then you’re game?” Ben joked. Of course he totally understood what Jacob was getting out. The sex could be great. Adventures awesome. But if you couldn’t sustain a meaningful conversation, then there was simply no point to it. “Uhh…sane? Some one with a passion for something and who can deal with my ass. Not much I’m asking for I would hope.” 

Jake scoffed, “Don’t do gingers...you’re missing out man.” He said, usually having good experiences with redheads. “Oh yeah man, I want me a Godzilla...hairy feet and everything.” He teased. Of course Jacob wanted a pretty face, a nice body, all that, but personality is what meant the most to him. Of course the majority of his ex partners were nothing short of gorgeous, but he wouldn’t be opposed to seeing or sleeping with someone who isn’t conventionally gorgeous. He saw beauty in everyone. “Oooooh, sane is a great place to start.” He laughed, nodding his head. He understood that dating probably wasn’t the easiest for Ben, as he was sure people took advantage of him because of his wealth. “I’ll deal with your ass right now.” He laughed, playfully shoving the other, nearly knocking him off of the log they were sitting on.

savannah: I'm here. better late than never :)

savannah: please tell me it's mango ;)

jacob: hey sexy

jacob: u at the bonfire?

“Hey!” Gavin looked shocked then poured a little beer on him. “This is what you get for that. You know I can get any girl in my tent if I wanted. I’m just that charming.”

“Uh, but..” she said, her eyebrows furrowing. He had a point, it was only a slingshot and some rocks… still, it could turn bad very quickly. Maggie shook her head once again. She knew these games were popular during bonfires, and she didn’t want to be a buzzkill, but she also didn’t want people getting hurt. “What if you hit the bottle and the glass shards hit your face, huh? Oooh, what if you get one stuck in your eye? I wouldn’t really want to be you if that happens… “

Jacob rolled his eyes and gave her a look. “I mean like..what if it shatters and lands in my eye? What if the bonfire over there sets all of the chairs and people around it on fire? What if that tree over there decides it’s done standing? Can’t worry about the what ifs all the time.” He said, shrugging his shoulders. “Here, you wanna take a shot at it?” He asked, holding the slingshot out for her to take.

She nodded at his question, a laugh coming from her, thinking he was making a joke rather then what was probably intended with the statement “Yeah, a little bit.” She replied, taking a deep breath to relax her body.  It wasn’t until he noticed his own body language that she could tell he was getting uncomfortable about something. “You know, the water actually sounds nice.” Kiara stood up from her seat before taking another sip of water. “Let’s go.”

“Awesome.” He said, standing up and smoothing out his swim trunks. He left his drink by their chairs and headed towards the water with Kiara. Part of him hoped that the water was really cold because of how ungodly how out it was. Another part of him-the self conscious part-was worried about...shrinkage. How would he ever impress her if he looked like a shriveled up shrimp down there? The two of them walked up to the edge of the water and without hesitation Jacob dove right in, his head popping back up above water a few seconds later. “Ah, it’s perfect.” He said in reference to the water.

“It’s all good bro.” Gavin said then rolled his eyes by the comment. “You know, I’m glad we have separate tents but our tents are not far so if I hear you…lets just say I better not hear you and I know, same goes to me too.” he chuckled.