“You really suck at roasting marshmallows, Slug.” Byakko muttered, watching as the Snugzi caught his third sweet-treat on fire. “Oi, watch it.” Slug hissed, “I didn’t even wanna roast marshmallows with you in the first place. I think this holiday nonsense is all bullshit.” The ginger remarked, giving up entirely and tossing his roasting stick into the bonfire with an irritated huff. “I don’t even know why I keep letting you talk me into coming ...