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badideahs·:
“ nah , the original one is vanilla ice cream , which is the only ice cream . ” he doesn’t know why this is the hill he’ll die on , don’t ask , he doesn’t know . “ strawberry ice cream is definitely just flavored vanilla ice cream . ”
"You know, I'll let you have it - just because you're so passionate about it." He doesn't necessarily believe him but he doesn't need to know that. " And chocolate too ? I think you're going a little bit off the rails."
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seastheday·:
Romeo nodded, “It looks like a damn mini hotel” he chuckled, proud of his comment. He laughed at the other’s comment about them starting to charge, “I wouldn’t be surprised if the did start charging. And if they do, I think we’re safe out here on the patio. Or at least we can make a run for it” he mused. Romeo smiled as the other thanked him, “Nice to meet you” he offered. Then came the inevitable comment about his name, “Oh, trust me I’ve heard just about every joke in the book about my name” he laughed, “the jokes, however, come from a place of true amazement that this is called a house” Romeo motioned to the lavish mini-hotel. Perhaps he was deflecting since he was being called out on using humor as a coping mechanism of sorts.
" Two more of these, " he starts off as he lifts his beer to demonstrate. " - and I might have to pay for a night," he muses, though he doubt he'll have much more. The champagne at the yacht party the other day had him go through it quite enough. He let out a short laugh, eyes drifting from the other towards the view in front of him. " No one gets left behind kind of thing, huh ? " He teases before leaning back a little to rest his elbows on the steps behind him. " Most houses out here are pretty large though, aren't they ? " He feels like his is for a single person too but hey, he likes having space.
seastheday·:
Romeo himself was growing a bit tired of the constant parties and mingling that was necessary to have an adequate social life here in town. He shrugged, “I don’t know what’s catchier…A mansion party? Palace party? Mini hotel party?” he asked, a dumb grin on his face as he passed the other a beer. “I’m Romeo by the way. It’s nice to meet you” the barber introduced himself.
He snorts quietly at the last suggestion, nodding in agreement. "I like mini hotel - as long as they don't start charging us for staying here." He honestly wouldn't be surprised, given how expensive this entire party was - or at least felt like it was. "It's a lot NICER out here, I'm having my own little patio party." Did that sound pathetic ? Either way, he lines the bottle up against one of the steps before knocking against it in order to open the lid. "Thanks for that," he hums, quirking a brow for a moment before shaking his head in amusement at his own thoughts. "I'm Nate, sorry for asking - but do you make those jokes to compensate for your name ? " He can only assume that someone with a name like Romeo gets a lot of shit for it.
where: montgomery’s house party! who: open! @covestarters
It’s been a while since Ivan stepped his foot in the party scene. He took a look around his surroundings, making a face at the sight of other people swaying their bodies. “At least they’re having fun,” he judged, gesturing his head to the people doing the so-called dancing. “If I didn’t know any better, I would join them, but we don’t want that to happen.” He smirked as he looked down to his cup and downs it.
"You could call that fun," Nate replies, taking a small sip of his drink. The music was a little too loud and people were getting a bit TOO close for comfort - but maybe he just felt a little out of place because he knew he'd probably embarrass himself if he had been in their position. " Why not show them how it's done ? Unless you're even worse. " - He’s just being sarcastic.
* / open starter - @covestarters
Romeo wasn’t much of an extrovert, but he felt the obligation to attend these sorts of parties in order to establish some sort of presence in the community as a small business owner. So there he was, standing around, beer in both hands and watching the events unfold before him. Out of boredom, Romeo roamed out to the back patio attached to the house and sat down on one of the steps near someone else, “Do you think they can really call this a house party in a place this big?” he asked, a bad attempt at a dad joke. “Want a beer? I’ve got an extra?” Romeo asked the other with a dumb grin on his face.
Yet another party. This would probably become a regular thing in his life. This is not the usual he'll get used to anytime soon. Hence why he decides to rest on the steps of the back patio, attempting to somehow get a few minutes to himself. That didn't last very long however, feeling someone approach and then take up the free space next to him. He almost lets out a sigh, however the joke stiffles it. " What would you call it then ? " He asks, rather ironically. "Mhm, sure. I'll take one."
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twistedfcntcsy·:
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“Oh.” The twin replied, stepping to the side to give the other space. His eyes watched the other male’s face curiously. “I guess we haven’t.” The observation was followed by a hum and a nod. “Why does it feel like new people move into town every day? Damn.” Harry let out a laugh and looked back at the painting. “No offense, I’m sure you’re cool. But I can’t keep up with every new person.”
"It doesn't just feel like that, it IS like that," Nate confirms with a short shrug, his gaze moving from the other towards the painting he had been blocking until just now. In retrospect, he's not sure if it was worth it bothering someone over it. That's when the man's words distract him yet again. "No offense taken," he assured, shaking his head with a short laugh. "I doubt I'll get used to it anytime soon."
location: The Timeless Titan
time: Late afternoon
open to anyone! @covestarters
Harry stood in front of one of the various paintings and admired it closely. The male dressed in the laziest attire he owned and in his hand was a small notebook and pen. After the party, and the horrible trip, Harry had finally decided he needed to work on his next film. A little inspiration was required - he was determined to find muse between the threads of the canvases at this gallery.
Contrary to the male’s usual bombastic nature: he was found shuffling out of people’s way. Today was a quieter one, for the male. Mentally, he just wasn’t prepared for much social interactions. Most of last night was a blur, so he was worried when he felt the tap on his shoulder. “If we met at the party, I’m so sorry if I pissed you off…” He turned to see the other.
Nate figured he'd spend his free time exploring the place a little now that he had some of it. It seemed REALLY nice for an excursion, though as an economics professor galleries weren't a location he'd have a reason to bring his students to. So it's alone time for him now. He doesn't mind it, not in the SLIGHTEST. If anything, this was just the place to start thinking about himself a little. However, his thoughts didn't last long when he waited in front of a specific cavas - just to notice that the person in front of him wasn't moving. " Uh, I just wanted you to move a little - I don't think we've met."
( @covestarters ! ) “ no man , i’m telling you , vanilla is the only flavor of ice cream . everything else is just flavored frozen dessert . ”
" - Ice cream IS flavored frozen dessert. " Nate comments with a quirk of his brow, simply not expecting the sudden topic. " Like you don't think the same of strawberry ice cream ? "
grlrch·:
she’ll always be good with people , with her tiny frame and ever pleasing personality , jia simply wanted to be like , and what wasn’t there to like about her ? “ so , how long have you been here , nate ? ” she’ll ask curiously , leaning against the counter as she looks up at him , all her attention focused on just him - forget any others in the room . “ i’m more of a private plane girl myself , but that’s just because i’m less likely to get sea sick . ”
"I think today marks my THIRD day," he remarks like it's been forever, only because compared to the people he's met here who have only been here for a day or even a couple of hours - that sure was the case. " How about you ? " He's under the impression that she feels totally comfortable here which makes him assume she's been here longer but given her following words she seems like just the type to live here. " MHM ? I don't think those are really common to have parties on, or are they ? " It'd be new to him, that's for sure. He looks down towards her then, however - slight concern in his tone. " You okay ? "
andrejvarvik·:·
After a few hours at this party, Andrej had slowly reached the point where he didn’t particularly want to be here. The party wasn’t bad per say – in fact, it was sort of fucking cool that it was on a yacht, even though Andrej’s stomach was not enjoying that at all – but he was getting to the point where he was becoming slowly agitated by all the drunk people around him. More out of jealousy, probably, but he knew himself and knew that he do some really stupid shit if he started drinking tonight. “Oh man, it’s like the devil is fucking tempting me tonight.” He ran his fingers through his hair and then slowly shook his head, “Sorry, I don’t drink anymore, so I’m good thanks. But it’s appreciated. Have two for yourself, I’m not judging.”
Nate couldn't help but furrow his brows at the response, shoulders and hands lifting in surrender - at least as much as that was possible with the two glasses in his hands. "My bad, don't want you to color me as the DEVIL as your first impression," he comments sort of sarcastically but he knows he should probably ask if people drank before he offered them alcohol. Then again, was it wrong to assume that everyone drank at a party like this ? "Oh, nah - I'm a lightweight," he prefaces, placing the drink on an empty table that was empty. "Someone will probably take it." Maybe it would be him even, he just didn't feel like it right now.
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copperxxgalileo·:
Copper looked around at the people at the party, and he asked Nate, “Do you ever wonder what it must be like? You know, to be one of them, the people who actually feels at peace at things like this? Or do you think everyone here is just acting like they belong?” As soon as he said it, Copper shook his head, running a hand through his hair and grabbing a handful in an exasperated gesture. “That was kind of heavy for someone I just met,” he said with a laugh, though he didn’t really find it funny. Recovering, Copper replied, “So a couple of days longer than me. Are you liking it so far? Or are you regretting it? Just wondering what to expect.” Then he laughed again, telling Nate, “I’m just kidding. Well mostly.” If Nate wanted to tell him the answer though, Copper would like to know.
" I TRY not to wreck my head with things I'll probably never understand, " he tells the male, lips pressing into a thin line. "Some might belong, some might just pretend. It's pretty detrimental for some to not feel like they belong." He definitely didn't feel like it but he didn't mind, especially nice he was new here. At least his surroundings didn't make him feel entirely awkward but maybe that was just the booze making him loosen up. "At least you're keeping me on my toes," he adds jokingly, a small laugh of his own passing by his lips. He sincerely doesn't mind, if anything he's glad not all conversations here are kept on a surface level. "It's been just a couple days, I can't really tell you that much but I suppose there hasn't been any regret just yet." - If that had been the case in such a short amount of time, he would have been pretty concerned.
grlrch·:
likes being spoiled , will chalk up anything to pretty privilege , and chuckles with a tilt of her head . “ i’m jia ! ” she says brightly when he introduces himself to her , an easy smile on her lips as she does so . she likes these kind of people : quieter , smarter , stable . needs more people like that and she knows it . “ it’s real nice to meetcha , nate - ” italian accent will drawl out as she gazes up through dark lashes , head tilting up at him . “ and i am eternally grateful for being in the right place at the right time . cheers with me ? ”
" NICE TO MEET YOU TOO, " he comments with a faint smile, not really one to be able to meet the same kind of energy. It feels like these exact words have passed by his lips for the twentieth time today and whereas he doesn't mind meeting people, it's his social battery that's beginning to dry out. He won't complain though, he'll be glad about it tomorrow. "Some would argue that being on a yacht is always the right place," he shrugs before he goes to lift his glass towards her. "CHEERS, Jia."
ofheavenlybodies·:
“Well the night is still early” Though he’d prefer not to end up man overboard, at the very least not until after he’d danced with his date “I mean for something more interesting to come along, of course.” With the expensive champagne flowing Auggie was fairly certain that something more interesting wouldn’t be too far out, he wasn’t sure how he felt being one of the sober ones amongst that prospect. “Nice to meet you Nate” Auggie greets him warmly, his signature grin plastered on his lips “Captain Prattes is only for the night, since I have a prosthetic leg on a yacht it felt appropriate. Hence the pirate joke.”
"You've got a point there," he snorts, though debating if he should leave early. He still had a bit of unpacking to do. It'd be smarter to be productive in his first week here. He's not one to procrastinate doing things usually but attending this party sure felt like he was. "I guess patience is key," he hums, tone sarcastically faithful. The most he sincerely expects happening is someone acting up because of the alcohol - or tripping over their own feet. He'd actually enjoy seeing that if he was being sincere. "I had a hunch."
tvmptings·:
green hues flickered with amusement as his attempt of prolonging this conversation , hand putting a lock of spun gold behind her star - shaped diamond adorned ear . “ i believe my mother and all those lovely women that keep her company would agree with that assessment, ” flora sassed , the tiniest hint of a smile decorating delicate features . any trace of earlier nerves appeared gone , washed away by the influence of alcohol , which she had heartily partaken . events like these were her playground , paraded by her parents since a young age — everyone knew her , and she sat in their laps as toddler . while his appearance did not reveal his unacquaintance , the levels of discomfort radiating from his presence did . however , it was rare to find someone similar to herself , trained to spot exploitative weaknesses from a mile away , so he was safe . “ that makes two of us though i’ve been here two days longer. ” playful recognition dawned on her face , leaning a bit closer to his body . “ imagine if this party was for all the new citizens in town, ” flora whispered , in her silvery voice , into his ear . pulling back as she finished her words , corner of her mouth quirked up .
"I SUPPOSE I'm joining in today for a change," he adds, thin lipped smile accompanying his words. He's a bit of a lightweight given all the alcohol he usually consumes is a bottle of beer every now and then whenever he finds a good show on netflix. He doesn't realize it all too much yet though, just simply more at ease when making conversation. He's just glad he didn't get here by car, especially in the still unfamiliar neighborhood but getting home was something he didn't have to worry about just yet. "That's two days on me. You're basically a old resident compared," he jokes despite knowing that she probably feels nowhere better than he does. However, she probably knows where the grocery shop is - something he should get to asking sometime soon actually. He GULPS at the sudden proximity of her, eyes darting from the ground towards her when she moves back to her original position. "They didn't invite us for no reason, I'm sure but I doubt they're that nice to newcomers." But maybe he's just being pessimistic.
camilaxfranco·:·
“ah, yes. thank you.” a refresher was exactly what camila was craving in that particular moment. she had been to quite a few of these events back home and one thing she remembered of them was that you could not get through them empty-handed. only this time, she didn’t quite know most people as far as she could tell. the man in front of her seemed nice enough to share his alcohol and camila was more than willing to accept it. “I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m camila franco.”
" You're WELCOME, " he voices out with a short nod, lifting his own glass after he handed it over to her. Somewhat of an awkward gesture but it felt right to do in the moment, not like she'd notice anyway - probably distracted by the champagne in her hand now. "Nate Adkins, good to meet you," he comments with a light smile, lips pressing into a line after. "I've barely met anyone here yet, to be frank so combined with the alcohol - I might have to ask you for your name again later."
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copperxxgalileo·:
In Copper’s experience, people could have a few different reactions to his rambling, and luckily this guy didn’t seem totally put off by it. “I’m really not always like this,” Copper said. “I think I’ve talked more today than I have for the last month.” That probably wasn’t even an exaggeration; normally he kept to himself, but he wanted to put himself out there more. “So are you saying that we need to go to more parties like this? That’s…a daunting prospect. But I guess there’s no other way to get used to this sort of thing really.” Taking a sip of the drink Nate had given him, Copper replied, “It’s nice to meet you too. And actually I haven’t. I didn’t have a lot to unpack and paid a designer to furnish the place, so hopefully it’ll be quick. Have you been here in Lighthouse Cove long?”
"You don't have to apologize. I think this is a little UNUSUAL for the most of us," he reasons with a short shrug, not really all too bothered by it. If anything, he's glad he has someone to talk to that seems fairly - normal. As far as his intuition goes anyway. "At least you'll feel productive at the end of the night." He thinks he will anyway. It's not often that he considers himself socialable so being at a party like this one, just crowded with strangers felt like he did a step out of his comfort zone that he'd be proud of somewhat. "NEED is a rough way to put it but I figure they won't be as rare as you think." Nate's head shakes then, his gaze darting between the male and his surroundings. "A couple of days."
copperxxgalileo·:
Looking around, Copper saw that the man was right: practically everywhere he looked were trays and tables with more drinks. He laughed softly and agreed, “Yeah, I think you’ve got a point. Still, thanks for this,” raising his glass to the man. Then Copper smiled and nodded, saying, “It really is. How do some people make it look so easy? It’s low-key terrifying, but I guess some people are more suited to mingling at things like this sometimes. My dads are like that, but they didn’t pass that on to me.” Realizing he’d been talking for awhile, Copper apologized, “Sorry, I ramble when I’m nervous. I’m Copper by the way. I just moved here…like just earlier today.”
"You're welcome," he voices out with ease, a light smile of his own appearing when the other had the realization. He didn't need to be embarrassed, Nate probably felt just as awkward just being here. It's like he was a zebra in a cage filled with swans or something. "I'm guessing the alcohol helps," he assumes as his shoulders lift in a quick shrug. "I think it's more like something you oughta get USED TO. Can't tell you how though," he muses, though he won't deny that it might be a bit genetic as well. "Nate, nice to meet you. Sounds like you haven't unpacked yet."
