Couch Slouch

Here I am ...

... back in New York. So yeah, any of you at school who were wondering why I was turning down party invites, that's why. It's not a long visit, but I'll be spending Halloween with my cuz in a dress (him in a dress, not me) and my Uncail Rory and Aunt Cait, and especially my Pixie Girl. I'm glad I'll be here on your birthday, sugar.

Of course Chuck's right here next to me, typing away at her own laptop. I'll see if I can distract her in a little bit. Maybe make Marcus gag at the same time, we'll see.
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It's about to go down

Marcus: FUCK my life. Be home. I need to talk to you.

Liam: Hey Marcus! What's up?

Marcus: Man, I don't even know where to start with that. Your girlfriend is a total four year old though, but anyway.

Liam: Well, you caught me kickin' at the creek, so if you wanna talk ...

Marcus: Don't let me ruin the end of your summer. You alone?

Liam: You're not ruining anything, and yeah, I'm on my ownsome.

Marcus: Fine, lemme find my pinpoint thingy and I'll see you in a few.

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And that's when it all hits the fan...
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We're having a party (rp for Marcus, Chuck and whomever else)

Today, 4pm EST

"Where are they?" Liam looked around anxiously as he entered his uncle's apartment, blocking his father's way until Anraí nudged him further forward.

"Don't you worry," Uncail Rory chuckled. "Cait shipped them off to the market for some last-minute ingredients. The coast is clear." He looked down at the carrier in Liam's hands with interest. "So how did Chuck's little friend handle the trip?"

Lifting the carrier, Liam checked on the wide-eyed ball of orange fur inside. "Bagel's okay. The trip unsettled him some, but I'm sure he'll be his usual friendly self once he gets used to the place." He glanced down at the spaniel sitting on his feet and snuffling eagerly. "No, Loopy, he's not a toy. Not food either. Be nice."

"Here." Rory took the pet carrier from Liam just as Aunt Cait emerged to relieve Anraí of the two pie carriers he held. "How about we set him right here--" He placed Bagel on an end table and unzipped his traveling home just enough that the kitten could get out if he wished. "--and you sit down next to him. Marcus and Chuck should be back soon."

Liam sat where instructed, grinning at the familiar sound of Aunt Cait informing his Da that no, he couldn't have some lemon meringue early, and it didn't matter that his wife made the pies. "Well guy," he murmured to the kitten, "welcome home."
College Boy

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I've given my characters a healthy dose of Veritaserum and now they have to tell the truth. What does this mean for you? Ask my characters questions about anything and everything and they will truthfully answer it. So, go ahead and ask what you want. He can't beat around the bush with half-truths.