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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]

[ goes along obediently enough, far too used to being manhandled to really mind. peers at michael through the corner of his eyes, however, full of accusations. ]

I think I am suffering karma meant for you.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ picks up on that, butting in before michael can say anything. sighs, gripping onto anthony a little tighter. ]

Well that's rude! Here I am inviting you to eat lunch for free and that's all you've gotta say about me? I'm wounded! Really hurt, boy!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ emits a small hrk & pats at the arm gripping him in hopes of being able to get in more air. ]

I don't compliment on the first date.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ & she just throws back her head and laughs. ]

HA HA! First date! [ bumps the side of her head against his. ] I think I like you already!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Thanks. [ twitches a bit. ]

What's your anti-type?

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

Don't got one. [ decides in a split-second that releasing her arm around michael is the best bet, swinging the now-free arm around when the food court (& a certain somebody) comes into sight. ] Oi, squirt! Look what I found!

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ looks up from where he's fiddling with his digital camera, eyes going wide in surprise before he darts up & makes a beeline from where he's sitting at a table. ]

Heeey! It's the soccer team! [ squints. ] Whoa, it's like seeing hamsters out of their natural habitat.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ grunts from where he's still trapped in rachel's grip. ]

Duck.

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[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ leans forward to squint at anthony some more. ]

Eh. . . nah. I say a chick.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ pauses for a moment, then wears a severe expression. ]

Not the female kind. The chicken kind. I'm not hitting on you, I swear.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts a bit. ]

I get that all the time. It's okay.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ lips stretch into a slow grin. ]

Yeah? Are you still giving out free kisses then?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

No sir. Not on the first date. Or the sixth.

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[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ laughs, giving anthony's head a few pats. ]

Tough customer! Guess I'll mend my broken heart later.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ turns to michael now, expression growing even brighter (if that's possible). seems to silently considers a few things before holding up his camera. ]

Captain! I'm your biggest fan! Say soccer!

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ waits for michael to say something. puts her arm around him again so she can shake him. ]

Aw, c'mon, say soccer! for the kid. Either way he'll probably follow you until you love him, if you know what I mean.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ ignores her words, standing up a bit straighter as he directs his full attention to their newest companion. ]

Photographs are not necessary, but if you must.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ grins at rachel, then takes two quick photos, followed by another one to put in the backdrop of the mall. a fourth one to include rachel. ]

Mmhmm. Great! This should shatter the beliefs that you're a robot in disguise. [ then quickly zooms in on anthony's slowly panicking face to take a few photos as well. one final one to include all three while he continues his running commentary: ] And that you actually do have a favourite on the team. Oh, and a possible girlfriend. Not true, of course, but that's what rumours are. They're usually utter rubbish, really, but they're awesome for the newspaper. Final times are a bitch for us 'cause most people need to pass to stick around, you know? So they're not off getting into trouble we can nosy into.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ looks unaffected by his words, simply giving a short: ]

I suppose.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ watches the boy go on and on in amusement, allowing him to get to his last words before she reaches over to pluck the camera out of his hand, holding it up high. ]

Hey, I know what! We should eat first, take scandalous photos later, yeah? I'm fucking starving.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ flails a bit when his camera gets snatched. ]

Hey, hey, careful!

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ cringes in the face of the flailing, trying desperately to free himself from rachel's grip & away from jeremy's limbs. ]

Lunch is good. Lunch is safe. Lunch lets me keep my eyeballs. I'm getting Taco Bell.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ turns to michael as a last resort. ]

SOS.

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[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ glances at anthony when he hears the distress. silence. eventually sighs, crossing his arms over his chest. ]

Very well, then.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ steps away and out from rachel's grip with ease, turning towards her before gesturing at anthony. ]

I must speak to him alone.