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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ circles around to face her boys when they get inside of the park, taking out her handy dandy map to look over it. doesn't take too long in deciding what to do first; hands go on her hips, giving them a look as if she's leading an army going to war, though the smile on her face adds something more pleasant onto the double-meaning. ]

So I was thinking that we should split up first and meet up for lunch later. It's pretty crowded today. Going in twos is the best option, since we don't want to lose any short people.

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[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ gives him a nose flick for his efforts. ]

Heh! Nice try.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ cringes, swatting at his hands. goes back down again, tugging at his own jacket to straighten it. ]

Well, whatever, we'll get what's-her-face to measure us in December. Can't wait to see the look on your face.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ cringes as well, though for an entirely different reason. ]

The fuck you wanna ask her for?!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

'Cause she's got a record, stupid!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Fine then. You get her, I get the other one.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... hey, wait, that's not fair-!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Perfectly fair! She got the record, don't she, genius?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

If I have to suffer, you're going down with me.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Like hell I am. There's a lot I'm willin' to suffer for you, N, but this ain't one of 'em.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Then I ain't going! [ rolls his shoulders, grunting. ] We'll get someone else to do it.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Nah. All we need is a wall and a pen.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

No way! You'd cheat.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

The hell I need to cheat for?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

'Cause you'll make yourself taller than you really are! Mark it higher or... something.

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow. ]

Don't remember saying that I'd be the one to mark mine.

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... psh. I knew that!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ hands go to his hips again. ]

Are we done chit-chatting? Let's go before it gets too late!

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

Pushy midget.

[ shrugs, puts hands in his pockets & starts walking. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ snorts, following along beside him. pointedly ignores the (stupid) pond they pass by, feeling those duck's eyes on them. ]

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ (un)fortunately doesn't seem to notice the birds, drawing out his cellphone when he feels it vibrate. raises an eyebrow at it, truly surprised; flips it open, gaze skimming over the text quickly. expression goes soft for a moment before rolling his eyes. doesn't text back, however, simply closing it & putting it back into his pocket. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ is blind to damon's actions (it's nothing new to him), eyes closing briefly before craning his neck up to look at the sky. shifts his gaze to the families around them, sighing once before scratching the back of his head, continuing their trek in silence. ]

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ grumbles a bit under his breath about the heat, feeling his body slowing against his will. is otherwise silent, knowing a thoughtful atmosphere when he sees one. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ & this is when nathan turns to him again, feeling compelled to ask something that's been on his mind for a while now, even if he's kind of struggling with it. ]

Hey, uh. Is college... fun?

[prideofunity.livejournal.com]

[ stops walking as well, an eyebrow going up, caught off guard. but answers honestly, as the answer comes to him instantly. ]

Loads of fun.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Really? [ peers up at him, looking extremely curious. ] Why?