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Spencer Andrew Capper ([info]spencer_capper) wrote in [info]veritaserum_rp,
@ 2012-03-27 22:07:00

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Who: Spencer, Dina, Roger, Serena
Where: Spencer's townhouse
What: BBQ Season has begun!



The weather had been unseasonably warm for the last week and in anticapation (or was it fear that England's gloomy weather would creep back at any moment) of summer, Spencer had decided to have a small Barbeque at his newly minted townhouse.

The house was a change from his usual minmalistic, sleek flats, but after spending too much with Draco and Parvati at their manor, something inside had triggered in Spencer forcing him to make the move a few months back. Yes, changes were abrewing for Spencer Capper. Blue eyes fell on his girlfriend as this thought went through his head but he merely smiled when she raised her eyebrows at him. That would come later.

"Sorry I'm late, guys!" Serena Fawcett chirped as she bustled onto the porch, "I have no excuse: I just run chronically late. I brought wine to compensate though!" She held up two heavy glassed bottles. "Hi." She greeted Roger cutely, nose scrunching.

"No problem. Now I can get a-cookin!" Spencer slapped his hands together in anticipation, flooding the grill with flames from his wand.

"How come there are so many steaks?" Serena asked, staring at the 12 steaks Spencer had seasoned and readied. "I thought it was only us today?"

"Well, you never know when one steak may not be ideal." Spencer noted vaguely. The real reason was that he was so anal that if anything went even slightly off with his steaks: As in, a fly landing on one, or what happened last year (the edge burned 1mm in), then Spencer would consider them unfit to serve to his guests. After every BBQ last year, Dina and Spencer had a weeks worth of leftover steaks to eat. It...had not been pleasant.

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[info]bredina
2012-03-28 02:48 am UTC (link)
"A-cookin!" Dina couldn't help but echo back dryly, a loving smile drawing across her mouth all the same. Pursing her lips out of fear of retribution, a mischievous expression still tugged at the edges.

As for the leftover steaks, it had certainly not been pleasant for Dina and Spencer. Roger, on the other hand, was very enthusiastic about Spencer's bbqing practices. He's right, Dina! You can't have the edge burned in!" Roger would nod gleefully, celebrating Steak Day 17. Spencer would beam, proud that he had his best friend's support. Dina would eye them both wearily, picking at the steak that didn't sizzle like the others on the grill that one time.

"Thank you for the wine," Dina went over to greet Serena. "I'm actually drinking beer today-- I know, don't ask me." She was about to make a pregnant joke, but realized that wouldn't be as funny as it used to be. "Did you want to make sangria with one of the bottles?" she suggested.

Roger hovered around Spencer with a grave expression.

"I don't know, Spencer. You can already tell some of these steaks aren't gonna make the cut."

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-03-28 02:58 am UTC (link)
Spencer raised an eyebrow at Dina's sassy comment, still leaning over the grill. "Careful, or I'll roast you next." He threatened with a smile.

Serena blinked at Dina's statements, "Merlin, you're so cool. I cannot even imagine ever wanting to drink beer. Sangria sounds good, but to be honest I have no clue over how to make it - my cooking skills have never spread to beverages." Serena wasn't much of a constant drinker, she was happy with a glass of wine, only expanding to mixed drinks when at a ball or party where she would sample the signature drink until she was dancing madly like no one was watching (when in fact, everyone was indeed watching).

Spencer's mouth was a grim thin line as he flipped one of the steaks and pressed it flat, enjoying the deep sizzle it made. "I know, Rog. It's been hard though, I think Andre the Butcher knows Dina is buying these for me and purposely didn't give us the best-"

The best butcher in their village, Andre had already blacklisted Spencer after the blonde had spent a little too long arguing over what he considered quality meat. This resulting in Spencer literally forcing Dina to spend three evenings listening to his lecture series on what constitutes a good steak before sending her out to buy them.

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[info]bredina
2012-03-28 03:06 am UTC (link)
Tilting her head coyly, Dina bared her teeth like a little monster back at her boyfriend.

She then turned to her pretty friend and rolled her eyes. "You're so silly. Beer is not cool, especially since I drink light beer," she admitted sheepishly. "Maybe it'd be cooler if I could drink dark beer... or whiskey. I've always wanted to be able to handle whiskey, be one of the boys, you know?" Stretching her arms over her head, she shook her hair out a bit before relaxing. "I can't really get my head around cigars yet either. Maybe one day."

Roger wasn't really interested in cigars either, but he was painfully healthy that it wasn't a surprise. The wizard was even conservative with beer. He too drank light beer, and never in excess. It probably drove Spencer crazy. The excess part drew Dina crazy, for sure.

"We can make sangria together?" Dina suggested brightly, wanting to spend more time with Serena. It was so nice to have another girl in the fold... Roger and Spencer could get weird sometimes together... "I'll teach you, it's easy."

The slender Asian wizard glanced briefly at the wine bottle label before looking over at her boyfriend.

"As soon as I started getting specific about the marbling, I swear he figured it out..." she trailed off, wishing she was joking.

Roger scowled at his best friend.

"Spencer! That's tell tale Capper! You should have known better than to ask about the fat marbling. You should have let it go!"

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-03-28 03:16 am UTC (link)
Spencer grinned brightly for a moment before snapping his teeth back her. Dina might be playing, but his was a promise.

"I'm fairly sure you're already one of the boys." Serena raised an eyebrow. "I tried a cigar once but I ended up throwing up afterward...it was not one of my more sparkling moments. Anyway," She handed Dina the wine, "what do we do first?"

Dina only says the weird thing because of that one time she found Spencer and Roger taking a nap together. Honestly, they grew up together, it's not that weird!

"I cannot let it go!" Spencer's eyes grew wide, "Come on! Just because all these peasants waste their money and ingest less than average meat does not mean we need to live like that! That guy is a black marketeer. I have half a mind to start going to that muggle butcher in Margate. It's only a short floo trip away. But-" Spencer had already started staring at the steaks again, "Andre is a genius butcher though. I can't believe he can be so nasty, after all those years we spent together..."

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[info]bredina
2012-03-28 03:34 am UTC (link)
"Well you did undermine him a lot..." Roger trailed off thoughtfully. "And you guys spent a lot of time weirdly talking about butchering practices, and things about blood drainage and how it would affect the taste of the meat."

Ah yes, Dina knew too well. She was surprised he never tried roping Draco into those conversations-- the ominous blonde would probably be delighted.

"Throwing up?" Dina laughed. "At least you got around to it. I've still yet to try one. Anyways, for sangria, we basically just cut up fruit that we like, add some cinnamon sticks and orange liqueur, let it chill-- voila!" Tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear, Dina frowned. "I know we have fresh strawberries from the market, and I'm pretty sure we have oranges unless Roger ate them all again..."

Roger didn't blink at the accusation. Instead, cautiously, "...can I help?" Dina drew a breath.

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[info]serefawcett
2012-03-28 03:43 am UTC (link)
Spencer frowned. "Hey, whose side are you on, Roger?! That butcher is just a straight up arse, when things got to intense for him he called it off. Who does that?!"

"And you won't be trying one. Ever." Spencer tossed out there, suddenly having caught wind of their conversation. He was oddly strict when it came to smoking. Although, of course, occasionally, when drunk and the girls were out, Draco managed to rope him into a cigar.

As Roger innocently offered help, Serena eyed him. "He ate them. Merlin, Roger, don't I feed you enough?" Serena had been initially delighted to have someone to finally cook for ... but then she realised exactly how much her boyfriend (slash publically: fiancee) ate. It was good he made such a good salary, most people would go broke on his appetite.

"How do you like yours, Serena?" Spencer called out.

"Oh um, somewhere between medium rare and well done. You know what, let me just look and I'll tell you." Serena chirped back.

Spencer's eye twitched. He didn't handle any sort of direction well. "No, no, I know what you mean."

"Oh, but-" Serena suddenly caught wind of the looks Roger and Dina were giving her.

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[info]bredina
2012-03-28 03:50 am UTC (link)
"I think he took it personally when you not-so-jokingly said you'd be a better butcher than him," Roger reasoned, and Dina (despite the ridiculous story) couldn't help but put a soothing hand on her boyfriend's back.

"I'll bring him a cheese plate and win us some brownie points," she promised. "And yes yes, no smoking," she sighed ruefully.

Roger pouted at his girlfriend, resisting the urge to kick at the ground.

"I thought I was getting sick and needed my vitamins," he insisted. He dropped the kicked puppy routine as he felt Dina's wrath flare. "Okay I'm sorry, but it's really because of Dina's fine taste in produce!"

The little hell monster paused, briefly assuaged by the compliment. Fruit, of all things...

But then Serena began the dreaded trek into oh-no-no territory.

WE WILL SUFFER, Dina and Roger pleaded with their eyes.

"Well I guess we should just keep makin' sangria!" Dina swept in, taking Serena by the arm.

"Spencer, tell me MORE about fat marbling!" Roger cut in hurriedly, stepping in between Serena and Spencer and turning his back on his girl friend.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-03-29 08:08 pm UTC (link)
Spencer calmed a little and his girlfriend’s gentle touch. Sometimes, at his most irrational it was only Dina’s ability to maintain calm that managed to get through to him. “Yes, a cheese plate might be okay. But no grapes. He doesn’t deserve any grapes yet.” Spencer grumbled, sliding the steaks over to plates.

“If you thought you were getting sick then why did you go out drinking last night?” Serena chided, an amused sigh on her lips at her boyfriend’s puppy dog routine. Unlike with Dina, it really worked on her.

All of sudden, Serena was greatly confused by the stricken looks on the other two’s faces and she was being hauled off somewhere. “But I thought we couldn’t? No Oranges remember?”

The line between Spencer’s brows calmed a little, “Well the thing is, Roger. You gotta remember that the taste comes from the fat when it melts, so one can never underestimate marbling-“

Inside the house now, Serena looked puzzled at Dina. “Um, what is going on?”

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[info]bredina
2012-04-13 02:31 am UTC (link)
"That's true," Dina soothed. Even though grapes were cheaper than a cheese plate, Dina knew Spencer's bizarre logic-- with the cheese plate, he would just pick it up and pay. With grapes, he'd pour over the different bunches, making sure he got the best one. So, to him, grapes signified more thought. His first gifts to her had taken some figuring out...

Roger smiled sheepishly, caught at his lie.

"I just wanted to see my friends," his eyes grew innocent and wide, whereas Dina's grew narrower. Her attention, however, was diverted by Serena's one track mind.

"We can make sangria without oranges!" Dina laughed forcedly. "We have raspberries, it'll be a fun new twist."

"I love twists!" Roger piped in, comically sincere.

Ignoring Serena's inquiries, Dina picked up an appetizer and forced it into the witch's mouth.

"Chicken bite!" she enthused, "Prepared them last night!"

Roger picked up the slack.

"But my aunt Maude said that I should always buy lean steaks," he urged, making eye contact with Dina briefly.

Make Serena stop!

Eventually, thanks to the strained efforts of the two, BBQ equilibrium had been returned, and they were back to chatting and mingling as before.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-13 02:39 am UTC (link)
"Pfft. Aunt Maude is the one who always feeds us those terrible chaulky biscuits. Come on, Roger. Who's good sense are you going to listen to?" Spencer spoke loudly, filled with the arrogance of being correct and this victory over Aunt Maude (how dare she give advice that could possibly be different from her nephew's best friend?! Honestly!).

Serena was very unused to being forcefed and also being dragged away from a conversation, but she had quickly come to realise that the dynamic her boyfriend's friends had was very quirky indeed. At least they were all nice!

Eating her steak, which had, as Spencer had promised, somehow turned out exactly the way she liked it. In fact, it was the best steak she had ever had. When she praised Spencer he had taken her comment with a benevolent smile.

"So, there's a long weekend coming up. Anyone have plans?" Serena snuck a peek at Roger, hoping this was presumptious of her. She was still so scared in a new relationship.

Spencer smiled warmly, tilted his head toward Dina. "Deeners?" His eyes were strikingly blue as he presided over the head of the table. "Any ideas?"

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[info]bredina
2012-04-13 03:09 am UTC (link)
"I like those chaulky biscuits," Roger sulked truthfully. But then again, Roger was pretty flexible when it came to food. Dina and Spencer were the foodies, whereas he was pretty satisfied with anything edible.

"Well my crazy co-worker Sally Anne is selling that ice cottage she bought last year, but she's letting anyone stay in it before she turns it over in two weeks. We should go there!" her eyes lit up. "We could bring furs and make hot mulled wine... the beds are made of ice!"

Roger had seen Sally Anne's cottage in an architecture magazine recently and became equally excited.

"We could have contests sitting on ice chairs! Who can last the longest before their bum freezes!"

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-17 02:54 am UTC (link)
Those biscuits tasted like powder. Spencer's eyes were a bit wide as his best friend admitted he liked them. Sometimes he wondered if Roger had taste buds or just a endless hunger for anything food.

Spencer blinked at Dina's suggestion, an exasperated noise barely whistling through his lips. She had mentioned this once before bed and Spencer had just ignored it, thinking it was one of those weird things her and Parvati tended to get overly excited about but ultimately forget about.

"Dina, come on." He began with authority, "You can't be serious."

Serena also had her misgivings. She didn't do well with cold. In fact her hands were cold right now! But, Roger seemed so excited....and she could just wear thirty layers. Or she could catch a mysterious cold right before the weekend and opt out ...

"I don't think spending one of the first warm weekends we've had in a literal iceberg is the way to go." Spencer continued.

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[info]bredina
2012-04-17 03:08 am UTC (link)
Probably a bit of both. Once, before Parvati knew how to cook, she had been in charge of making dessert for the group's first annual Thanksgiving dinner together. Insisting that she didn't need any supervision, she had made a wonderful English trifle from scratch... but had accidentally mixed up one of the recipe cards in the set, and included sauteed beef and onions in one layer. Whereas everyone painfully swallowed the concoction that ended up tasting like feet, Roger happily ate the whole thing.

"Cream? Good. Jam? Good. Meat? Good."

Dina had literally watched him with her mouth wide open. Literally. Wide. Open.

But back to the present, a present where Parvati could cook wonderfully and where Spencer was more frightening than ever.

Dina wilted a little bit,but mustered up the courage to persist.

"But the Ice Hotel in Sweden is one of THE top places to visit before you die," she insisted, "and Sally Anne's ice cottage is like that, only completely private. My aunt has a whole room full of old furs, we could take some with us... wear fuzzy socks..."

Roger's mum had knit him a countless supply of fuzzy socks and he was eager to share.

"I can supply those! I have ones in every color! Come on Serena, let's do it!"

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-17 03:16 am UTC (link)
Than ever? Really? Did no one remember what he was like in school?

"Okay well, going to visit it and taking a ten minute look at it to play 'bum freeze' is one thing. Staying there the entire weekend? No. Way." Spencer was feeling particularly benevolent that day so decided to follow up his supreme ruling with some degree of explanation. "Besides, Dina, you catch colds like they grow on trees. And Roger, when you're asleep you feel nothing, don't you remember that day we went to France and you burned yourself so badly on the beach? The last thing we need is to get your leg amputated because of frostbite."

Serena stayed quiet during all of this, eyes wide watching the decision making happening. "Yes, your mum's socks would be nice..."

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[info]bredina
2012-04-17 03:26 am UTC (link)
"I would load up on vitamin C," Dina sulked back.

Roger didn't like being reminded of their trip to France.

"I didn't think the sky would clear up while I was sleeping!" he frowned, a little unhappy.

"Spencer, come on!" they tried again.

"We're freaking wizards!" Dina exclaimed. Roger nodded.

"Yeah, we can cast charms for warmth. It'll be fun!" but the hope in their voice was dwindling against the cool ice of Spencer Capper's stare.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-17 03:33 am UTC (link)
Serena giggled at Dina's comment. She was a bit perplexed as to why the other two always seemed to let Spencer make all the decisions for everyone. Chewing on a stem of asparagus she awaited the ruling.

"If we cast charms, it'll melt the furniture." Spencer rolled his eyes, "I don't think so, guys. Let's try something else, okay?"

Spencer had a leader complex. He would not have done well a year below with Harry Potter bossing everyone about. He'd have probably hated him as much as Draco had if that had been the case.

Fortunately, it hadn't been and Spencer and Harry got on well.

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[info]bredina
2012-04-17 03:38 am UTC (link)
If Dina and Roger had been given the opportunity to watch a film involving Parallel Universe Spencer vs Harry Potter, they would have gladly accepted as a meager form of resistance to his tyrannical ways.

"Okay," the two said in sullen unison, cheeks red like reprimanded children.

"What do you think is a good idea then?" Dina asked, looking down at her feet.

"Yeah, you should decide," Roger agreed, picking up Dina's chicken bites appetizer tray and popping two at a time into his mouth out of emotional duress.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-18 03:30 am UTC (link)
Spencer was about to make a comment on how they should consider a trip to Ireland, or perhaps ask Draco if one of the Malfoy's cottages along the south of England could be used as a weekend getaway, when the newest member of their group decided to pipe up.

"Hang on," Serena began curiously, waving a stalk of asparagus around, "If you two really want to go why don't you do it anyway with some others? Just because neither he or I think it's a great idea doesn't mean that you can't do it. It's not like he's the boss or anything."

She smiled at Spencer, sure he would appreciate the second vote of no confidence in the idea, but instead found him to be looking very stony faced indeed.

There was a tense silence all around.

Serena suddenly had a feeling that perhaps he WAS the boss, afterall.

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[info]bredina
2012-04-18 03:48 am UTC (link)
"Well," Dina began breezily, "We can't go ahead if Spencer doesn't agree because--"

She paused. Furtively she glanced at Roger for help, but Roger only looked perplexed.

"...Yeah, it's not like he's the boss," he echoed, crossing his arms and looking at his friend's stony face. "You know, even when Dina and I have outnumbered you in the past, somehow you've always gotten your way..."

Dina's eyes widened.

"Yeah.... Why is that?" she asked slowly, not completely on the offense yet... still mulling everything over... still vaguely influenced by Spencer's frightening expression...

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-18 03:58 am UTC (link)
"Have I?" Spencer commented lightly, lips barely moving as he spoke through gritted teeth. "I don't know, Dina." He tilted his head sarcastically toward her, "Perhaps I am the leader, then."

THE BOSS. He was the BOSS, damnit! But he was tactful enough not to push that into everyone's faces.

"Rational thought process?" He offered, thinking very irrationally at that moment that he should poison Serena's drink so she'd stop asking these odd questions.

"Well, I mean. Dina, of course you and Spencer are a pair so it'd be odd if you didn't listen to him. But, Roger is free to have his own ideas, aren't you, Rog?"

Spencer sent a straight look at his best friend. What would he say? Could he really forget the years Spencer has spent looking after him?

Spencer never felt as betrayed in this challenge to his authority.

He was Julius Caesar and Dina/Roger were Brutus. Serena was the ringleader guy who stabbed him numerous times.

Such were the ides of March.

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[info]bredina
2012-04-18 04:07 am UTC (link)
Everyone was eerily silent at this point. The cogs were spinning quickly in Dina and Roger's brains. Revelations were being had!

"But even if we're a pair, that doesn't mean I should agree with him every single time, he should listen to me sometimes!" Dina frowned, swinging her head towards Spencer accusingly.

"And yeah, I should feel free to have my own ideas!" Roger joined in, "It's not fair!" he was starting to get riled up. Roger had never forgiven Spencer for the time he was banned from trying to set the world record for most mint julep drinks made within one hour.

"We want the ice cottage! We want the ice cottage!" Dina and Roger chimed. "We're going whether you like it or not!"

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-04-26 01:18 am UTC (link)
At his girlfriend's frown, Spencer wrinkled his nose in an exasperated gesture. "Hey, first of all, I do so listen to you sometimes - what else do you call our 'night time routine'?" He alluded. Dina had decided to get into a kick of moisturizing and though Spencer had made needless fun of her; she had eventually worn him down to trying it and he was now hooked.

As the two troublemakers began a childish chant, Spencer rolled his eyes. "See, Serena? See what happens when they get riled up?"

Serena wisely chose to stay quiet.

"Fine, go to the ice cottage. But you definitely can't go there alone, so you'll have to find some others to go with out. And I guess you won't get the present I bought you, then, Dina. I'd wanted to give it to you on this long weekend but oh well." Spencer, on advice from Draco, had bought a piece of jewelery to keep in emergencies like this. It stayed safely stored away until the day he'd have to blackmail.

"And don't even try, Roger. You're just pissed about that Mint Julep thing."

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[info]bredina
2012-05-14 12:51 am UTC (link)
"Night time routine?" Roger looked torn between disgust and amusement. "I should hope you listen to her during that," he decided on amusement, bringing into an over gleeful grin. "Or else she'll have to go shopping elsewhere, if you know what I mean," he chortled. "Women be shoppin', women be shoppin'."

Dina looked at Roger indignantly and tried to push a grape into his eye.

"I don't care about the present if you're going to use it as blackmail," the witch turned to her boyfriend, only partially telling the truth.

"What was wrong with the Mint Julep scenario! I wasn't getting in YOUR way," Roger scowled. "You just had to impose Spencer law," he sulked.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-05-14 12:58 am UTC (link)
Spencer turned his head toward Roger at his allusion and flustered for a moment. "I meant something else, but that does make a good point as well, you can't say I don't listen to you during sex, Dina!" His chest puffed out a little, "I'm very thoughtful, actually."

Serena meanwhile, colored. Unused to such obvious talk, she wasn't sure if she was close enough to Dina and Spencer yet to know all the aspects of their relationship. "Yeah, Roger," She decided to attempt some banter of her own, "Women be shoppin', so you should keep on your toes." Her cheeks broke into a fond smile.

"Oh you don't care?" Spencer asked innocently, "I suppose I'll return it then. Pity, you might have gotten some good use out of it at that gala next month. That'll teach me for buying you gifts just because, I suppose I should just stick to major holidays, then."

"Spencer Law!" Serena laughed, "That's actually pretty funny -" She caught the murderous glint in Spencer's eye and gulped, "Hopefully they don't include beheadings as punishment because you're rather scary looking right now, Spence."

Spencer rolled his eyes and threw his cloth napkin down onto the table. "Well, seeing the both of you waste your time or put yourself in some of harms way does get in my way, Roger. But I think I'll impart some Spencer Law and say this conversation is over. Go to your ice cottage and have lots of fun and influenza."

He stood, wanting very much to storm out and cursing the fact that it was his own house.

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[info]bredina
2012-05-14 01:12 am UTC (link)
Although Dina could talk freely about sex with her friends, she always got embarrassed when talking about sex with Spencer present.

"Gross, you guys are gross," she deflected, continuing to attack Roger with fruit. Serena was going to get a blind boyfriend, at this rate.

Roger's eyes darkened slightly at Serena's bantered, and he suddenly evaded Dina's attacks in order to grab his girlfriend's hand.

"I don't think you'll be shoppin' for a long time," he grinned, turning her so that her back was against his chest. Wrapping her up in his arms, he rested his chin on her head.

"But we wanted to keep talking about it," Roger and Dina pouted. "I guess we have to stop talking about it..." they trailed off, knowing full well that they wouldn't be going to the ice cottage.

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[info]spencer_capper
2012-05-14 01:25 am UTC (link)
Spencer fought an amused smile at Dina's assault on Roger. He savoured the blush on her cheeks. His independent, vibrant girl was such a fluttering schoolgirl sometimes, he loved that about her.

"Eep!" Serena's round eyes grew wider as Roger encompassed her in a tight hug. She was unused to such open affection and squirmed for a moment in his embrace before sinking back into him. Gosh, his arms were so strong. "So you do admit that at some point I'll be shopping? Maybe when all that food starts catching up to you?" She giggled and poked him in the side.

"Ugh." Spencer scowled, "Go ahead and keep talking about! I don't care. I told you, you can both go. Merlin forbid the both of you keep pulling faces like this. Get used to this, Serena-" He warned the new girl, "They both sad face like no one you've ever met."

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