Re: Gia/ Ari
Gia chuckled. Damn, alright. He was going to have to make another goodie bag. "If you want a goodie bag, you gotta come with me to kitchen. And Papi is okay with party crashers. He's pretty much always one himself." He grinned and winked. "I think it's a family trait, honestly. We all seem prone to it."
Rising up, he held out his hand for Ari with a smile. "Come on, Ari. We're gonna make you a goodie bag."
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Ari took Gia's hand and smiled, "I'll go with you to the kitchen." What was in the kitchen? They were going to make a goodie bag? Now Ari really wanted to know what in the bag.
They gave his hand a squeeze and said, "Thank you for being so kind." They wanted to ask if he was a wolf. That wasn't something safe to ask. They were certain. They could feel it around them. This was a pack party, no? They were invading a sacred space. They owed respect.
"Your papi? He is the head of the family?" Of your pack?
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Gia grinned and nodded, pride clear for his father. "He is- and he's great, really. I'll introduce you. He can come off kinda scary but that's sort of a family thing, I guess. My uncle is the same way. Scary to outsiders, but he's a good guy though, under all the scowling and angry face."
Guiding Ari into the kitchen, he tugged open the walk-in pantry and wiggled a gallon ziploc baggie at them before waving his hands in front of an impressive display of numerous individually packed snacks that would be any school kids dream. "Tadaaaa! Take whatever you want. I also have some gummies if you like those. We go for high calories here."