I forgot to mention Aodhan is Keenan, but just the Christian version XD)

Chandler | Simon

Trying to play it off like she wasn't at all bothered by what had just gone down, or the sudden realization of who Simon was, she gave a casual smile, hands in her pockets, truly looking cool as a cucumber on the outside. On the inside she was going between mentally cringing and having her heart beat out of her chest, intermittently and each feeling as strong as the other.

"So, where does this leave us? And, yeah," she gave a small giggle, though her face probably told her disappointment in the validation that he had feelings for her too. Or maybe he did, and just had to hide them because of his girlfriend. "Really good memory. Well, I guess this was all in God's plan, huh?" She shivered a little, stepping away from his awkwardly and closer to the fire. "I'd love to get to know you and your girlfriend better," she mentioned, seeming as though the question of whether Marley was his girlfriend and the statement of wanting to know them better were two separate entities. "We should hang out some time, I know Aodhan will definitely want to make friends with Marley, he's kind of only willing to make friends with fellow Aussies. He makes a few exceptions, I'm one of the only," she said with a giggle. Oh God, he doesn't think me and Aodhan are dating, does he? I should have delivered that better. Shut up, Chandler.

Samantha Starr / E /M : Tim,Laurence,Open.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay was al-"

I'm not some kind of toddler Tim.I can handle myself you know."

Sam lied,the young woman kicking off at him as the blonde tried to determine what was wrong with her.And her increased defensive state only confirmed his suspicions further that something was up.He went to follow up with another calm prod at her barrier,figuring eventually shed give up and tell him - although he wasn't sure how long that would take exactly.He hoped long enough for the bonfire to go out and him to head home.

"Sam for go-"

"Where does Laurence stay?I mean if you were Laurence where would you be right now?Tim."

Her voice had cut him short,totally uncaring of how it had partially ticked him off.She didn't care frankly,and as soon as he pointed her in a general direction she set off without so much as a thanks,eyes watching her phone screen.Tim was left a little speechless,but not shocked.He'd have bet anything on Laurence being involved somehow when he first saw her marching off.

- - -

She knocked a few times rather impatiently,her eyebrows furrowing further with each bang.Was he even in - just messing her around?Still she persisted,her voice coming at a hiss.

"Laurence - Laurence so help me.'

Her hand instinctively dropped to the door handle,a look of pure shock on her features as it sprung open with minimal weight.Now she just felt stupid.

"For God's sake.."

She had muttered under her breath,seeing how dark the cottage was made her want to turn tail and leave it be.But a gut feeling made her persevere,eyes incredibly wide as she begged her vision to adjust.

"Laurence - Please.C'mon Now."

Sam murmured once more,a light panic just audible to her tone.She figured he was most likely at the barn,or asleep by now as she realised a frustrated huff.

Sam shrieked as the toe of her boot tapped into something sprawled on the floor,jumping back rather frantically before realising what the shape was.

"Holy Cow - .."

Her fingers quickly hunted the wall for a light switch,ever so thankful to see his chest rise and fall once it lit up the room.He looked awful - So much so she managed to get past the fact he was shirtless.Just a touch of her palm confirmed he was burning up in an insane manner.

"Laurence - Hey?"

She knelt down,having took the liberty to go run and get a towel soaked in cool water but rather clueless as to what to do with it,her eyes wild with worry.

Laurence | Sam

Laurence had ever so slightly awoken, just enough to notice someone else was in the room. He was coming in and out of this sleepy delirium, so much so that he had gone back to sleep and woke back up when the light turned on.

"I...didn't..." he stopped trying to use his voice to reason, still thinking that he was the only one in the room, and was extremely confused about how he hadn't remembered turning the light on. Had he gotten back up? Oh yeah, he wanted to go make tea.

As Sam emerged from the bathroom, he tried to scramble up in a very delirious, groggy panic, eyes both wide and heavy-lidded as he scrambled around with very, very little effort, looking for his shirt.

"My shirt," he mumbled hoarsely, "I need my shirt..."

Making no legitimate effort to crawl across the room to his dresser, he sat up, leaning against his bed with his head cradled in his hands. "You should leave," he mumbled again, talking hurting his voice but extremely necessary. "C'mon, Sam. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself..."

Makes Sense Lol Imagine the joint combination °.° )

Simon Triba / M: Chandler and Crew.

"Not quite sure."

He had answered a little thoughtfully,watching her shift away as he mirrored the same coolness she seemed to be emitting right now.Simon thought with a little dismay that although that was partially cleared up,it also cleared up the fact she didn't mirror his feelings.Surely anyone that had just experienced such a cringeworthy encounter would be shifting away from the fire - not toward it.Ti be honest he was getting a little hot under the collar over the whole thing,so he would've figured her to be ten-fold.

"Girlfriend.."

He looked to her with a gaze of pure confusion,totally lost in the whole thing and a little gone out.What did she mean?The way she said it convinced him momentarily that he was the one that didn't know about his theoretical relationship for a second.

Damn would a beer be good right about now..

Sam / M: Laurence.

Her first thought as she emerged from the bathroom was relief at seeing him move,then dismay at how scarce an amount of energy he seemed to have right now.

"Yeah It looks it.Your Shirt is clearly not the biggest of your worries right now."

Sam snapped back rather simply,furrowing her eyebrows at him although her stern expression didn't last for long.She went to pick up his shirt with her fingertips before hastily dropping it back where he had thrown it.It was soaked through,and so she quickly located a dresser and rather manically pulled each drawer open in a total disregard for his privacy.Sam managed to find one,handing it over before using her hands to move his away from his face and gently laying the damp towel across his forehead and kneeling down beside him.She caught his eye briefly,her gaze telling him very firmly not to protest for her to leave - That it didn't matter how hard he tried,he would only exhaust himself in the attempt.With this,the panic ensued a little futher as she began to fuss over him,

"Do you want to stay here or lie on your bed?A blanket maybe - a pillow?You seem dehydrated too - Did you drink anything today?No matter I'll grab you a glass of water.Just stay there."

Stupid thing to say,like he was hardly going to move anyways.After a few moments of extensive clattering from the kitchen she returned with a glass of water and a slightly grave face.The longer she looked at him the more she realised that she couldn't play the role of carer well at all - He needed someone with more skills than she had.Sam had never cared for anyone else but herself.

I didn't even see your simon post so I'm gonna do both together lol.

Chandler | Simon

Chandler rubbed her face in her hands, her mind in a million places at the moment. She sighed, watching him grow either colder or more flustered, so confused by everything that was going on at the moment.

"Oh, good lord, this could not possibly get any more awkward," she giggled that perfect giggle, trying not to get lost in his eyes, which were dimmer now, for good reason. She seemed to have switched gears, easily reading the situation and changing her personality to best suit how they could get out of the conflict.

"I feel like we need to get to know each other better, and work out all the awkwardness. Do you wanna walk up to my dorm with me? I need to get my guitar and my jacket, it's gotten really cold. Then we can talk where it's a little quieter too..."

...

Laurence | Sam

Laurence tried to stare at one thing at a time so he didn't feel like he was gonna pass out again, Sam's worry making him dizzier. She seemed to be going from one place to the next, question after question, not quite ready to take on this role. Wanting to be perfect at it, but struggling.

Finally, he said, "Sam, just stop. If you're gonna be in here, just sit with me. Not too close, I won't let you get sick because of me."

He coughed a little, feeling his toned chest flex with discomfort. He struggled his way into his shirt, his hand putting pressure on his temples as he tried to maintain being awake, not really able to be anyone other than himself, painfully enough.

"I'm used to taking care of myself," he mumbled hoarsely, twisting his ring in his free hand, now off his finger, just clasped in the palm of his hand. "My husband didn't know how to care for anyone either," he coughed again, tears brimming his eyes, but mainly due to the illness. "He died last December, it was sudden. One day he went in for a checkup, the next I was saying goodbye..."

He gently handed the ring to her to look at, trying to focus on the wall to steady his vision. The room was in circles. "He would have liked you..."

Sam / Laurence

Her hazel eyes stopped to rest on him momentarily,the whole thing bringing her restless body to a halt.With a sigh,She abided by his wishes and settled down next to him.It was a safe distance she thought,not wanting to be too far away for fear he would end up knocking himself out if he fell.

She offered him the glass of water in her hand as he coughed a few times more,his voice nearly unrecognizable.Sam couldn't tell where the pain stemmed from exactly as he handed her the ring,the young woman not knowing what exactly to do with it.Her expression was solemn but thoughtful - it all seemed to add up now she clicked with a little dismay.So he was gay?Sam realised with a mental sigh she should have known before,Weren't all the good Looking men these days?

She froze up a little as he said those last words,not quite sure why he was even telling her this.The while topic was making her uneasy,eyes fixated on the ring he had placed in her hand.

"Perhaps try closing your eyes."

She had murmured,gaze on her palm still that didn't dare to close the band into her fist.The strawberry-blonde had calmed a little at having something else to think of for a few moments,laying her head right back against the wood to stare at the ceiling.Her fingers traced the engraved words in the metal,glancing down to read them before placing it gently back into his palm and letting her hand rest ontop of his momentarily to stop the shaking.She wasn't sure though who's hand was trembling in all entirety,wanting to avoid the possibility it was her.

Simon Triba / M: Chandler.

"Ahh - Believe me when I say there have been worse."

He smiles,her calm and easy-going vibe incredibly contagious.Simon descided that she was easily the most extraordinary person he had met so far,the endorphins being produced simply from speaking to her helping this conclusion along a little.

"Sure - Lead the way."

The young man had tried to hide the eager nature rather successfully waiting for her to start walking and lagging behind a few seconds to run a hand through his hair.

"So you play? - Guitar?"

Marley - Roze | Nirvana | D | M: Cam, Aodhan

`` Nah, only us three I think.`` Marley smiled. `` Hey mate, how are ya? I'm Marley, but you can sometimes call me Marlz.`` She told him with a huge smile plastered on her face. Marley outstretched her hand and shook his.

`` When'd you land? How's the jetlag?`` She almost teased, knowing how the 13 hour flight would have had to have thrown him out. Her deep brown eyes took the man in for a second. Two words came to mind. Seeing Simon she tensed up slightly. `` Well, Mr, it was nice meeting ya. See you around perhaps?``

Marley took a couple steps back and headed into the barns where she knew Nirvana was kept.

Dash|26|M: Astrid, Jay, Athens (vaguely)

The long haired man pulled the blanket he had draped over his shoulders closer to himself, feeling a little bit of a chill as he made his way toward the large fire. He remembered bonfires from high school, but never expected one as an adult. Smiling to himself he pulled out his phone to check his texts. He had a few from Athens, The blonde checking in to make sure he was ok after the disaster of the previous night. The thought of Athens gave Dash a warm feeling and made him smile even more, a faint blush and heat coming to his cheeks. He wondered silently if Athens would come to the bonfire, though the mans time would probably be taken up by his younger charge.

Turning his attention back to his phone he noticed as severe lack in communication from his brother. Dash had last seen Jay when he had come back to White Oaks from the hospital, but that had been what, three or four days ago. Quickly typing into the text box, he tapped out a message to his brother. 'Jay, I havent seen you for a few days. Please just let me know everything is ok.' Deciding that a heart was too much, Dash sent the message before slipping his phone back into his pocket as he neared the fire. Noticing an empty space on a log/bench occupied only by a petite woman, he smiled. Plopping himself down, he turned, holding out his hand. "Dash Barad. Show Jumping"