MAIN FIRE | Bailey and Saylor | 9PM
It was rather difficult to refuse his twin anything, which is exactly how Saylor wound up at a beach party bonfire. This type of thing wasn't really his scene, as he usually preferred quieter endeavors, but someone had to tag along and make sure Scout didn't get into too much trouble. Not to mention he was sure Sawyer was wandering around here somewhere and it was well known in their family that he was primarily the reasonable one. So Saylor had tagged along, not really putting much thought into it, which is how he ended up wandering along the edge of the main fire. He didn't want to attract too much attention, and not many of the few friends he'd managed to make so far were part of this crowd, so he figured he'd find a nice place to sit and just enjoy the night. If nothing else it was beautiful out, and Saylor enjoyed staring up at the stars.
As he circled, however, he spotted someone else sitting somewhat removed from the crowd. The pretty redhead looked calm, certainly not causing a ruckus or getting drunk, and he figured it wouldn't hurt to try and talk to someone new. At least he'd have more to do than just stare at the sky. Moving to stand beside her, he smiled down as he watched her toasting her second marshmallow.
"It cooks them faster if you hold it right in the center for a few seconds. Hardly takes any time at all," he remarked, hoping he didn't sound stupid making such a statement.