<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/843075716198694913/956695423798616114/41urmAAfmjS._AC_UL320_.jpg) (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/953132949098864650/956341312813170689/223673025_501648837562559_5259942990960904425_n.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Billie Stenton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146255#msg16146255)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em> I am the Night (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/498689782172614678/964590986061815828/I_Am_The_Night_Fear_Me_T-Shirts.png), Dad Hates These Pants (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8a/82/7d/8a827db2424fa9c17b0c3296ebd590cf.jpg),  Get Away Boots (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a7/83/67/a7836705a4b1d4fbf005b14938d80f7a.jpg),  There’s A Little Rebel (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/498689782172614678/964591888185303060/Vintage_Woven_PU_Leather_Men_Bracelet_Set.jfif) </em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 12th, Midnight</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Dining Hall</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Thorne (aka, Aladdin)</em><br/><hr/><br/><strong>”You know sometimes I wonder if you know what the definition of rules is.”</strong>Winter sighs, taking a moment to stretch his legs out in front of her as Billie studies the stretch of the camp in front of her. There’s clear debate to Billie, a glint of mischief in her eyes as she looks down at the stuffed animal.<strong>”I do! Rules are made to be broken.”</strong>Billie winks at the fox, and then scoops her up off the ground. Winter chuckles, and shakes the fluff of his head from side to side.<br/><br/><strong>”Hmm, I’m hungry.”</strong>Billie announces, as she starts off towards the dining hall. There’s a scoff from Winter as she makes her way forward.<strong>”You are always hungry! It’s a wonder you stay so skinny!”</strong>Billie snorts,<strong>”Are you judging me? Stuffy?”</strong>There’s a grin on the rebels face,<strong>”I wonder if they have brownies made. Or, no ooh! Cereal! Specifically chocolate crunch. Mmm”</strong>Billie’s stomach rumbles just thinking about it, and that grin only gets wider.<strong>”That’s your big plan for the night, eat cereal?”</strong>Winter twists his little head to look at Billie with pure<em>judgment</em>. Billie scoffs at such an attitude from such a small being,<strong>”Hell no, it's just step one in a trio of trouble!”</strong>Billie assures, twisting her free wrist to jingle her bracelets back and forth.<strong>”So fuel is step one, what’s step two and three?”</strong>Winter doesn’t get an answer, as Billie stops outside the Dining Hall with a curious expression on her face.<br/><br/>Just outside the Dining Hall, there was Thorne. Or as Billie so affectionately called him; Aladdin.<strong>”Whatcha doing out of bed Aladdin?”</strong>Billie leans forward, raising an eyebrow as she studies her fellow camper. As usual he’s dressed impeccably, but it's hard to make out details in this light. Billie can, however, see the duffel bag being carried.<strong>”Are you going somewhere?”</strong>She asks, pointing at the bag.<br/>