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[yaybrother.livejournal.com]

[ double-checks that everything in the house is straightened and in its proper place, despite having cleaned everything earlier that morning. a few peeks up the stairs towards her brother's room is the only other movement she makes besides nudging things here and there, taking a seat on the edge of a chair when she realizes that it probably won't be very long now. is quite aware (was made aware) that her brother had tricked anthony into thinking they were going to meet at twelve instead of twelve-thirty, but still can't help but glance outside the front window every few minutes to make sure that she would be there when he arrived. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

You asked for my opinion.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I was not aware that a test was needed for your opinion. [ turns back to the choices. ] I will get water, then.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Don't do it. China's wrath will rain down on you.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ gets in line instead of listening to anthony's babble, already set on the water. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ scrunches his nose a little. ]

You're set on water?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

Yes. [ points to the water when it's his turn, handing over his card while he speaks. ] You may give me a taste of yours if you are so adamant on having me try the tea.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sighs noisily through his nose. ]

Fine. Hope you're insured against brain freeze.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ takes the water and his card when it's returned to him, stepping to the side. ]

I am sure that I will survive.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ orders a mango slushie (with pearls, of course), tugging out his wallet to hand a ten over. accepting the change, he steps to the side, waiting for his drink. upon receiving it, he hands it directly over michel. ]

After you, cap-i-tan.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ takes a sip after nabbing the drink. chews the tapioca, thinking. hands it back. ]

It is decent.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes a big slurp. ]

Want your own?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I will be fine with my water. [ opens that, taking a small sip. ] But I may at a later time.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ considers that for a moment, takes another sip, then nods. ]

Okay. We'll figure out your flavours later.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ takes another drink of his water, beginning to screw the cap back on as he speaks. ]

If you must--

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ & that's when she comes in, throwing an arm around michael while leaning all of her weight on him. ]

Well lookie what I found! Fancy meeting you here, partner.

1/3

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ after the initial wobbling period of having another person on him he stands up straight again, turning to look at their newcomer. ]

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

...

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ turns his head towards anthony, completely ignoring her. ]

Shall we continue, then?

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ laughs at him, the sound loud and booming. ]

Well fuck you too, asshole! Don't I get a friendly "welcome back!" or anything?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ slips out from underneath her grip, straightening his shirt a little. ]

You will receive your proper greeting at a later time, I am sure.

1/2

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ ignores the distance he tries to put between them, resting her arm on one of his shoulders instead. ]

Hmph! I see that stick is still far up your ass.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ directs her attention over to anthony, grinning. ]

Who're you, his boyfriend? Sorry that you got stuck with someone like him. I mean, he only jerks off to soccer, so that's gotta put a real damper on your relationship.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

Your assumptions are incorrect. [ gestures with a hand. ] He is our new goalie.

1/2

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ looks at micheal, circling back to anthony after a while. grins further, lifting a finger to poke his nose. ]

You're a cutie, aren't ya? Don't get that pretty face of yours messed up too much, what with this guy's training techniques and all.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ & then her smile softens to something more friendly as she holds out that hand, offering it to anthony. ]

I'm Rachel, this jerk's childhood friend of all things.