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[24 11 08] |
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who: Nic, Jamie, and the Hunters
what: Thanksgiving with Nic's HUGE family!
when: Thursday, Nov. 27
where: Nic's parents' house
( Omnomnomnom. )
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[29 10 08] |
who: Nic & Jamie
what: Bumping into one another
when: BACKDATED October 24/afternoon
where: Halloweentown USA
( This is Halloween! )
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[24 10 08] |
Text Message sent after finding this.
( Jason )
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[29 09 08] |
Who: Jim and Kaycee
When: Tonight
Where: dorm, then his place
What: drunk stuff?
Warning: sex ahoy!
Jim was sitting at home in his underwear watching Gossip Girl because there was nothing else on TV. He wasn’t really watching it so much as looking up to see if any hot chicks were on but they were all too skinny for him. He tried Sex and the City but they were all funny looking to him too. He gave up on girl shows and moved onto animal planet to watch dogs save the day. This was when he got a text from Kaycee. He had a feeling that she was drunk or high or something that left her not in her right mind. As they texted he was busy getting dressed. She was drunk, he as sober, she was hot, she said he was hot, honestly, if he didn’t have sex on his mind he’d be stupid. But he was also a gentleman so he tried not to have sex as the intent of going to see her, though, it was a good reason. She was a fun girl to be around.
Ready to go, he brought a bottle of vodka just in case she had drank herself to death and needed more. In the car he was at the place soon enough. The man was awful with directions and it wasn’t until he was on foot that he had trouble finding the place. But he found it. He was dressed very much same way he was when she first met him but his feet were covered and his tie was on, loosely.
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[28 09 08] |
Who: Aidan and Eithne
What: Meeting up/Hanging Out
Where/When: Eithne's place/Tonight
Warnings: Likely to turn out NWS.
Aidan wore a black T-shirt and jeans to match, before leaving the apartment. He headed over to Eithne's, grateful her place was in walking distance. it was a bit of a hike, but nothing he couldn't handle. He liked to walk, after years of being locked up in a 12x12 cell for a good part of the day, and nowhere to go even when he was out of the cell. He inhaled deeply, counting each step for something to occupy his mind.
Before long, he was at her door, raising a fist to knock. He had definite plans to get into her bed, or against the wall, or over the back of the couch. If he played his cards right, maybe he'd manage to experiment with all three locations. maybe more. He wanted to christen every area of her homey little apartment. He wanted her to think of him everywhere she looked, and long for him as a result.
He was holding off on his grand plan, still working the angle. He had to establish himself, or Ronan, as it were, with her friends, and avoid her brothers. The one who worked the kitchen at Murph's was hardly a problem, Aidan already pegged him for the meek and mild sort, who wouldn't hurt a fly. He'd so far managed to avoid the cops of the bunch, and as long as that luck held out, he was golden. When Eithne finally went missing, no one would suspect him, because he seemed to be such a nice Irish lad.
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