How To Wake A Guy With A Hangover Who: Brenna and Brayden Where: Brayden's hotel room When: Morning - Sunday, June 13
"Room service!" Brenna called out quite loudly from out in the hallway holding a breakfast tray she had managed to "borrow" from the kitchen with a pot of freshly brew coffee, two mugs and everything else needed to for a morning cup of coffee. Sure it was the morning after a wedding, and sure her cousin had probably over indulge himself with the liquor provided for the occasion, but that hadn't stopped Brenna from devising a plan to visit her cousin and make sure he woke up in quite the pleasant mood.
Oh GOD. Brayden had literally JUST gotten in an hour ago. He and Meredith had spent all night hitting every bar and titty bar in the city, and now? He was PAYING for it. He quickly hopped out of bed wearing just a towel, and swung the door open. "Jesus CHRIST Kellerman! Tone that shit down, I'm hungover and don't wanna wake Meredith's sexy ass."
"Morning Sunshine." Brenna chimed smiling brightly as she sidled past her cousin into his room. "Then you'll be wanting coffee right off, and while you're indulging you won't mind if I wake Meredith's cute, sexy ass." Brenna said setting the tray down on the tray on the table nowhere near bothered by the fact that Brayden was clad only in a towel when he answered the door.
"Come on, dude..." He laughed, trying to keep it down a bit. "She's human, give her a break. Gimme a second to throw some jeans on and we'll take the food and go outside." Was... Was he genuinely being thoughtful of someone else? Brayden? Really?
"You know you used up that second by standing here and griping." Brenna smiled sweetly to her cousin as she plopped herself down on the over sized chair in his room to wait while he changed into something more appropriate to be seen in public in.
"You are SO your mother's daughter." He groaned, before perking up as he had a thought. Oh NO. "Dude. Your mom is HOT in this time." Yeah, Bray. Your AUNT. Nice.
If the teen would have had something within her reach to throw at her cousin she would have snatched it up and sent it barreling through the air toward Brayden. "EWW!" Brenna's face twisted with disgust at just the mere thought that her cousin found her mother, his aunt, hot. "Does your mind never cease to run on a single track, Brayden?" Brenna shaking her head when she stood up from the chair.
"Umm... No?" At least he was honest,right? Hell... Brandie and his own MOTHER were probably the only two women he never had impure thoughts about. And yes, that includes Bella. "Anyway..." He came out a minute later, still shirtless but wearing jeans and sandals. "A'ight... Let's get outta here."
"You are an impossible ass sometimes." Brenna commented casually while removing the tray with the coffee on it from the table. "I hope having coffee poolside isn't something your opposed to." The teen added walking toward the door. Brenna was now wishing she had put on one of the bikinis she had brought with under the tank top and army green cargo pants she was wearing. The idea of a swim after coffee was looking quite the appealing thought to the girl at the moment.
"An ass? Definitely. Impossible? Never. I'm easy." He snarked, winking at her. "And coffee ANYWHERE sounds good. Hangovers are a bitch." He started to walk out with her, stopping only to leave Meredith a little note explaining where he was. "She should be out for a few hours still... I pretty much wore her out. Still... just in case." As they walked out the door, he stretched a little, the sunlight feeling good against his bare skin. "So... I miss anything good back in our time?"
"Depends on what your definition of 'good' is." Certainly it couldn't be the destruction of their world as they knew it. "Got your sister in a little bit of trouble with your mom like a day or two before we arrived here." Which again might not be viewed as something good in the eyes of one Brayden Bale.
"Sweet. Brandie needs to live a little." Hey... he didn't want the kid getting into trouble, but she DID need to loosen up. And he'd trust Brenna with pretty much anything. She may be wild... but the girl was very responsible as well. "So... has it hit you yet? Like... REALLY hit you? That we're stuck here?" Sure, he was planning on staying ANYWAY, but she didn't need to hear that right now...
"I'm not foolish enough to believe that there's any possible way to return to our time and space. My parents wouldn't have sent me here if there was any chance our world would survive." She was still getting used to the whole being thrown back in time thing, but that didn't mean Brenna hadn't accepted the fact that, like her teenage relatives, she was stuck in this time and place.
"For what it's worth... I'm sorry." He sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "I know some of you really didn't WANT to have to stay here. If there's anything I can do to make things a little easier on you, let me know?" And because this WAS Brayden, and he was incapable of going more than a few minutes without SOME kind of sexual reference... "You know... advice, a shoulder to cry on... a full body massage..."
"You even ATTEMPT a full body massage on me I will flatten you like a pancake." Brenna threatened with a glare, which had not been a rare thing where her cousin was concerned back where they came from. She might be petite in size to most people who encountered her, but Brenna Kellerman was a force to be reckoned with when riled.
"Yeah, yeah. So anyway... you see the look on Aunt Neely's face when she saw Blake walk in with Morrison? That shit was better than cable, I'm tellin' you." So he loved watching other people embroiled in drama. Hey now. We all have our own forms of amusement, ok?
"I thought she was going to bust a vein." Brenna relayed the Brayden when they reached the pool area of the hotel. Finding an empty table the blonde set the tray down on it before settling herself into one of the chairs. "I don't know what that girl was thinking showing up at a family wedding with that tramp."
"She WASN'T. Personally, I'd have tossed Morrison out on her goddamn HEAD, and if Bee didn't like it she could've went right with her. But luckily Mom and Dad are better people than me. Well... Blake better not come crying to us when she's got every disease known to man." Ouch... think Bray hated Gwen? Just a little? Possible.
"It was their day, why should they ruin it by causing a scene with some skank. Well, if that happened she would have only herself to blame." Brenna's feelings concerning a certain Gwen Morrison ran pretty much parallel to her cousin's.
"I wouldn't worry about it. If she hurts Blake, I guarantee Aunt Neely'll rip her ferret-lookin' face off." Brayden looked around then, as if trying to find JUST the right place to stretch out and be noticed by any girls walking outside. "Hey... where's the best place to show off my bad-ass abs here?"
"Have you no shame at all?" Brenna scowled at her cousin when she reached for the pot of coffee to pour them each a mug of the steaming brew. "The only one you should be showing anything off to is the sleeping beauty currently up in your room."
"Dude. Give me more credit than that. I'd totally bring the chick upstairs and let Mere in on it too. God, I'm not a TOTAL louse." Because obviously, this made Brayden a wonderful specimen of mankind. "I'm totally a giving guy like that. Hell, if I thought my roomie dug chicks, I'd grab a few for her too."
"So, Mere is sharable?" Brenna smiled sweetly, then blinked with a 'you're kidding me' look to her cousin. "You're involved with Meredith Delany AND are living with another girl? You've either got it good or you're messing with fire, which means your gonna eventually get burned."
"Oh god... Mac's totally just a friend. She's fuckin' HOT, yeah... but she's become almost like Brandie to me. Don't get me wrong, she's seriously a beautiful girl, way more than she realizes. But I'm just protective of her." Times like this? Showed how kind, giving, and caring he actually COULD be. "But Mere is totally sharable. But just with girls. Any guys tries to lay pipe with my girl? I maul the motherfucker."
"If the girl's almost like family then i definitely have to meet her." The way Brayden spoke of the girl it sound almost as if he considered Mac one of his sisters.
"You're kidding right? You actually invoked the double standard thing with the girl? You can do other girls, but she can't get it on with other guys? You know what they say, what's good for the goose is good for the gander."
"Hey, she's cool with it. She loves chicks, and what can I say? I'm MORE than enough man for her. Once you've had this? All other men are lame." God, how great it must be to be so humble, hm? Bray gave that obnoxiously snarky grin, and snapped his gum loudly. "Funny story... kinda got cockblocked by circumstances, but... last few weeks of school? I totally tried to screw Karissa's aunt. Dawn Summers. Hot little thing here, seriously."
Brenna grabbed a napkin, crumpled it in her hand and threw it at the guy. "There's no conceit in your family cause you inherited it all." She said with a shake of her head. "You only tried once? You losing your touch, cousin?" The Brayden she knew would have made another attempt at nailing the younger version of Karissa's aunt in this world.
"What can I say? I got distracted. Started seeing Mere, and DAMN, can that girl keep a man busy. This one time? We brought this cute little goth girl home with us, and Mere kinda forgot she wasn't a vamp anymore and started trying to bite her... funny shit." Yeah, Bray. Fucking HILARIOUS. Jackass.
"Okay, Dude? You've gone way over the border into TMI country." Sure they teased each other about who they sacked, but details of their sexual exploits had never really been spoken of, until now.
"What can I say? It's part of my charm. I call it 'lovable douchebag'. Dad created it, I perfected it." That wasn't a bad comparison, either. Ben was basically a sleazebag with a heart of gold. Brayden? Was just a fucking JACKASS.
"Fine, fine. Geez. Some people are such prudes..." He was teasing, OBVIOUSLY, but still. "How'd Aunt Bronte and Uncle Grant handle seein' you when you popped in?"
Brenna enjoyed a first sip of her coffee, after adding a little cream and sugar into the dark brew, before providing her cousin with an answer.
"My dad wanted to call security on me when he found me in his office at Full Moon, and my mom," Brenna grinned then, "she wanted nothing to do with me at first." Of course Brayden didn't know why she would have gotten such a greeting from her mother, or why Brenna seemed to find amusement with it.
"So... Aunt Bronte totally dissed you... and you find this amusing." Brayden just blinked, shaking his head. "You really ARE the strangest cousin I have, Bren. You DO know that, right?" He snickered, flexing a little, comically enough, as a girl walked past and seemed to be staring at him.
"Guess you have to have been there to be able to find amusement in the situation." It was too long of a story to try and explain to her cousin, a story which most likely would have lost it's amusement in the translation. "And I am not strange, Brayden Bale." The teen huffed defensively at her cousin for even suggesting that she was. She was different then most of the other Bales as Brenna hadn't been born a were. The teen was just your normal, everyday human. But she felt she was in no way 'strange'.
"Cool it, Bren..." He said in a soothing tone. He hadn't thought of how that might have come out... "I just meant the shit you find FUNNY is strange. You know I'd never insult YOU. Christ, of all our cousins, you're probably the one I identify with the most."
"Oh, okay." Brenna seemed to calm herself instantly with what Brayden told her. She had her father's sense of humor which most people tended not to understand. Most couldn't identify with her strange sense of humor. "I know. I can't help it though, that I find amusement in things most people don't. Guess that does make me a bit of a strange bird." The blonde smiled lightly to her cousin. It was weird that out of all her cousins the one that she seemed to be closest to was Brayden, her only male cousin.