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Logan Echolls (Veronica Mars) ([info]epicbadboy) wrote in [info]syncraticsd,
@ 2008-11-17 20:12:00

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Entry tags:duncan kane, logan echolls, mark grayson, myrene carnegie, tesla spencer

Who: Anyone Logan has invited to the Thanksgiving Party. Pretty much open to the entire Syncratic student body. EXCEPT FOR THAT FUCKTARD BRONSON! (Logan made me say that.)
Where/When: Logan's house, Saturday night.
Why: Pot pumpkin pie. What other reason do you need?
Warnings: Drug use, superhero smut, language, turkey.

The head caterer had immediately gotten on Logan's bad side. Logan could see his point, which just made it more aggravating; being ordered about by a 17 yr old wasn't very dignified at all. But Logan had made it abundantly clear to Trina she was not invited, had given her the black Amex and sent her on her way, leaving the place adult-free. Now the caterer was giving Logan a snooty face as he set up the chafing dishes under the entrees. "So all this food," and he talked like he was speaking about children, "Is just for a bunch of... teenagers?"

Logan sighed, rubbed his face. "Teenagers with very good taste, I promise." Sighed at the look the caterer was giving him. "Look, you're getting paid, just set shit up and get out, okay? We'll appreciate every fucking crumb." The caterer turned away with a sniff, and Logan gave him the middle finger.

When the caterer finally left, Logan set out his own contribution to the dessert table, smiled gently down at the twin pumpkin pies he'd labored so hard over. He hadn't been able to resist when he'd found the recipe online, and being less than retarded, had been able to make them. He snuck a creampuff, sat on the stairs while he waited for his guests to arrive.



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[info]computerqueen
2008-11-19 12:25 am UTC (link)
"True, true." She shrugged, sheepish at her suggestion and the behavior of her peers. "We're what happens when parents don't raise their children with expectations of behavior. You're a good person, Tess. Don't change.

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[info]futureofficer
2008-11-19 12:30 am UTC (link)
Logan always said that. Tess didn't really believe it but she gave Rene a pretty convincing smile, looked over to see Logan had gone off to talk with Duncan, the spark from before vanished and she sighed, grabbing a plate to put a slice of pie on.

"Well Rene," Lifted her bottle to her and took a good drink. "I certainly hope you get laid tonight because after I eat this? I probably won't."

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[info]computerqueen
2008-11-19 12:47 am UTC (link)
Rene shook her head. "Why won't you get any after eating the pie? I'm totally planning on stealing Mark when he gets here."

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[info]futureofficer
2008-11-19 12:50 am UTC (link)
Tess still didn't eat it, rather drank more of the beer, was still hesitant to get too stoned, set it down nearby. "There's about $150 worth of chronic in each pie." She said informatively, Rene really couldn't get mad, she hadn't lied and Rene hadn't asked.

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[info]computerqueen
2008-11-19 01:14 am UTC (link)
Rene looked down at her mostly-eaten slice of pie. "I think I misheard you." She placed her plate down on the table and held her hand up. "That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Dammit. Where's Mark? I want to sleep with him and go home before I get too stoned to drive."

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[info]futureofficer
2008-11-19 01:52 pm UTC (link)
Tess snorted past a gulp of beer. "Too late! Bold as brass, honey." A giggle and she sighed, settling back in her chair a little. "Man, poor Duncan, he must be going out of his mind with this crap."

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