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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ the time has come for the VALENTINE'S DAY event! is currently skipping every which-way in his white and red outfit, wearing pants just like rob requested. ... well, they're shorts, but it was better than a skirt, right?

nonetheless he moves about quickly, greeting and seating people as they come along. everything is practically covered in red, pink, and white hearts, streamers, balloons and flowers all tastefully designed and hung up in a very orderly (but not overpowering) manner. the small, circular tables are set up everywhere, leaving enough space for people to have their privacy. said tables are covered in lacy white tablecloths, a single white, pink, or red rose residing in the middle inside a simple white vase. oh, and the chairs sort of look like this. cute, aren't they?

in short, valentine's day must have thrown up inside the mansion, but at least it didn't look too ridiculous or cluttered. ]

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ shifts in his seat, smiling widely. ]

Then could you help me next time? It's more fun when we're doing it together!

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[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

We could also ask Simon and Oliver.

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ perks up some more. ]

Oh! That's a good idea! Yes, I'm sure they'd love to contribute.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ ... thinks of something & then smiles. ]

Though Simon would probably want to take over.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ sigh. ]

. . . most likely.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

It's okay, though, I'll let him. He's very smart and clever. He'll be able to handle it, I'm sure.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

He's disorganized.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

No he's not, silly! He might jump all over the place sometimes, but he knows what he's doing.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Have you let him decorate before?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ one of the waiters pulls up with a mini-cart full of teas and coffee choices, small cakes/sandwiches, and two cups plus matching saucers. thanks him briefly before reaching over to take the cups, arranging them on the table. continues! ]

Not yet! That's why I'm going to let him do it for the next event, if he'd like to.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Which one?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ keeps his hands busy, putting this and that on the saucers. ]

Hmm. Maybe St. Patrick's Day? Or I'll let him choose one for himself!

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ takes a sip of his tea. ]

. . . let him take care of a smaller ones for now.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ thinks about it, setting one of the saucers of food in front of rob. ]

What if Oliver joined him?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ just... pauses. & looks at him, deadpan. ]

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ looks back, then pouts a little. ]

What? They'd make a good team~

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

That is not the definition of a team.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ puts a sugar cube in his tea, tilting his head to the side at rob. ]

What do you mean? They get along just fine.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ takes another sip of his own tea, seemingly thinking it over. ]

Oliver wouldn't disagree with Simon.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ takes a sip as well, looking down at the table. ]

... I know. But he's getting better, I think. At choosing things for himself, I mean.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ is actually pretty pleased at this. ]

I see.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ closes his eyes and smiles, taking a long drink. ]

Oliver mentioned you in conversation a few times, by the way.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ pauses in mid-reach for a piece of cake. ]

. . . ?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ looks up, somewhat amused. ]

I think he misses you, Rob.