[ Pipsqueak. He'd shove Ronan in exasperation for all the insults relating to how tiny he is next to him, if he wasn't far more excited about these firecrackers. While Ronan scampers off with the box, Jesse collect the rocket firecracker and head back a good several more yards, so he and Ronan will be at a safe distance. He crouches down and inspects the rocket, then starts lining the firecracker up with the debris. By the time Ronan has joined him again, Jesse is positioning the firecracker with the wooden stake wedged into the ground. He leans in close so he's eye-level, lining up the rocket with the best target for the firecracker to aim towards. ]
They're all gonna fuckin' hate us back at camp. [ Or maybe some of them will think it's as awesome as he and Ronan will think it's going to be. ] Whatever. They're missin' out.
[ And, okay, with the rocket secured in place and ready for launch, Jesse glances up at Ronan with an excited gleam in his eyes while fishing his hand into his pocket for his lighter. ] You wanna light it?
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They're all gonna fuckin' hate us back at camp. [ Or maybe some of them will think it's as awesome as he and Ronan will think it's going to be. ] Whatever. They're missin' out.
[ And, okay, with the rocket secured in place and ready for launch, Jesse glances up at Ronan with an excited gleam in his eyes while fishing his hand into his pocket for his lighter. ] You wanna light it?