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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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[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ waltzes on in five minutes later (give or take) to peer around the lounge in search of familiar faces. upon spotting them she yells a big HEEEY! before strolling on over. takes a moment to ruffle jeremy's hair, making a beeline over to anthony to squeeze into his empty side, giving him a big hug. ]

New friend! You survived!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ freezes like he froze when jeremy gave him a hug, his spine rigid stiff. ]

I! Yeah! Did!

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

Great! I mean, I thought you'd die of boredom or something. Your captain here ain't the best person to go shopping with, right?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ still tense, not hugging her back, but not pulling away out of fear that the hug would only get tighter. ]

I. . . uh. . . he's okay. Yeah. Lets me pick. . . stuff. Bought a laptop.

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[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ laughs loudly at that, getting into a comfortable position with an arm still around anthony's shoulders. ]

Pick stuff, huh? What a gentleman!

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ notices the uncomfortable look after a moment, patting his shoulder. ]

Loosen up, I ain't gonna bite.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gestures a little with a finger stiffly. ]

Please don't. My personal bubble never got the memo.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ gives another pat of reassurance, relaxing more. peers down at his drink, then over at michael's. ]

Got some awesome concoction going on over there?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

It is simply juice, nothing more.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

Talk about stick in the mud! Get something with more pizazz, at least.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I am fine with this, thank you very mu--

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

SO ANYWAY. What're you guys up to? Didn't party hard too much, did you?

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ already snapping a few more pictures, though mostly for his amusement at this point. ]

They've been partying so hard that it's looping back into not partying at all. I could hardly keep up.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

My god, that does sound wild. I can't believe I missed out. Boo hoo.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

I did tell you to go easy with the eyeliner.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

Watch it, blondie, I know where you live. [ stands finally. ] Gonna go get something to drink. You satisfied with that coke?

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[photogoof.livejournal.com]

I'll love you for a whole night if you can get me something stronger.

[photogoof.livejournal.com]

[ eyes the two sitting on the couch. ]

You should take one of them with you.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ talks really fast: ]

Get out of Jail Free card, I'm opting out.

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

Hm, is that so. [ waves him off. ] Whatever, then. Hey, childhood buddy! Come with me.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ sighs, placing his juice down as he stands. ]

If I must.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares up at michael. ]

Sprite?

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ nods in reply, turning to follow rachel after saying: ]

I will return shortly, then.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ returns the nod. glances at jeremy, slightly tense, but relaxes when the other boy merely gives him a shake of the head & a smile. once jeremy turns away to latch onto a conversation with some other people, he takes the moment to sag back into his seat. rubs at an eye, watching different groups of people without any real interest. considers texting alyssa briefly, going as far as to take out his phone before deciding against it.

pocketing the phone, he gives jeremy another glance (making sure the boy stays right there, at that distance) until he feels secure enough to close his eyes as he waits for michael & rachel's return. ]

[littlebitharder.livejournal.com]

[ after five or ten minutes they return, two drinks in each hand. while michael gives anthony his and takes a seat she grins broadly at jeremy, handing him his drink. ]

Hope that helps, squirt.