#link11

Jacqui had - obviously - doted on Ollie on his actual birthday, plenty of snuggles and snacks and weed. Of course. So , after arriving at the party with him, she naturally set off to find Link. Upon seeing them, Jacqui beamed, practically launching into his arms and throwing their own around his neck. "Happy birthday," they cooed, planting a kiss on his cheek. "I have birthday party favors for you," they said as they pulled back, quirking an eyebrow up at Link - meaning, of course, a stash of drug options that very potentially crossed into concerning.

Mari - understandably, in her opinion - didn't want to leave her room. She had gotten back to campus, and promptly wished she hadn't bothered. If the holiday trip had been a disaster, this was a catastrophe. The weight of people's whispers, their eyes on her...they were practically tangible in the aftermath of the announcement. And the best part was, Mari called her father, tried to speak to him repeatedly, and got no answer on any of her attempts. she just wanted an explanation. Some sort of clarity on what the fuck was going on - and he couldn't even give her that. 

He just sent her to fucking voicemail. 

While still...not hiding, she wasn't hiding, but...secluding herself, in a sense, she reached out to one of the few people she imagined wouldn't exactly be judgmental - Link. Which was why she currently found herself sitting on the floor in front of her and Milo's couch, food in front of them, that she was half heartedly picking at. "How did you do it?" she asked after awhile, an awkward silence having settled around them, looking down at the food she wasn't even eating. "After G told everyone about...you know." The fact that Link had been extorting his father.

When Sassa saw Link, she couldn't help the eye roll, her arms crossing over her chest as her posture went on the defensive - her weight shifted so one hip jutted out so forcefully that it shifted the pearl garter belt she had draped around her hips off balance. Which worked to her convenience, an excuse to use one hand to adjust it, before crossing them again eyes never leaving Link's. She was rightfully still pissed with him. First, the G accusation that they hadn't even bothered to bring to her face, and second...this entire situation with Charlie. Fresh on the top of her mind thanks to the real G's little errand. Her eyebrows raised up as Link got closer, Sassa blinking at Link, her full lips slowly curling upwards. "What do you want?" she asked in a honeyed voice.