GATHERING AT LINCOLN'S PLACE [OPEN TO ALL]

[lincolnmiller]

"No, Park we're not gaming tonight because it's Roosevelt's birthday. Stop calling him that, he is not. He's a hell of a lot smarter than you for starters. And I'm not having this conversation with you, either come to mine and celebrate my best friend's birthday or don't. It's up to you," Lincoln began, groaning as he put the phone down on Park. He could never understand why his friends couldn't all get along together. Park was a... okay, bad example. Lee was awesome but even she and Roosevelt bickered. And his best bro was going to be thirty tomorrow and it was up to Lincoln to throw him the best party ever.

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He really sucked at throwing parties. He had beer, food, music, people were supposed to be coming but he just hated that whole pre-party waiting thing. He wasn't meant to be a social butterfly, he was quite happy being an introspective nerd who had a set of amazing outgoing friends (and girlfriend.) He was quite happy being the wallflower. But he had to suck it up tonight for Roosevelt.

Hearing the bell, he ran to the door and opened it wide before smiling in relief.

"Oh thank god you're here," Lincoln began throwing his arms around the first guest.



OOC: ROOSEVELT IS THIRTY TOMORROW AND LINCOLN IS THROWING HIS BEST BRO FOREVER A PARTY WHICH EVERYONE IS INVITED TO. AND REMEMBER HIS PLACE IS LIKE TWO BEDROOM FLAT AND ALL HOMEMADE AMAZING FURNITURE AND GAMES AND GEEKY THINGS THIS IS NOT A CABOT SHINDIG.

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[starting_over]

"Oof!" Samantha exclaimed when Lincoln's arms came around her before she set even one foot inside the apartment.

"Now that's what I call a greeting!"

[lincolnmiller]

"I was pretty sure it was going to end up just being me, Roosevelt, chips, and beer." Lincoln murmured with a gentle smile as he lifted Sam up for a moment in a hug before dropping her down in his apartment. Softly furnished with home made pieces, it was warm and friendly even if it did have lots of very geeky things lurking round the place. And his collection of old calling cards framed in places. "But you're here now so hopefully someone else will turn up otherwise I'm going to be the awkward third wheel."

[starting_over]

"Of course people are going to come," Samantha laughed with a poke in his stomach now that her feet were back on solid ground. She looked around the room and smiled, thinking it was very much Lincoln and so very opposite from Roosevelt. "I'm still trying to figure out how you two have stayed friends so long. You're so very opposite of each other."

[lincolnmiller]

"We both love football, well dad loved it more than I did but it was something we always did together. Roosevelt, me, his dad, and mine. And I don't know a little difference of opinion is good," Lincoln murmured, lifting his shoulders in a shrug with a small smile. Maybe it was because they were so different that was what kept them both together. Besides there was nothing Lincoln loved more than sitting in and watching a game with Roosevelt or going for a run, now that he was fit, with his friend. "It's more like we're brothers really."

[starting_over]

Samantha made a mental note to tell Roosevelt that he was free to take whomever he wanted for his birthday present and that it didn't necessarily have to be her. She loved football as much as the next person, but some things you almost had to experience with a friend. Besides, it wasn't as if there weren't more games to go to.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the two of you interact. I've never really seen it, I've just seen you both talking about the other. Now, I brought wine as well. Where would you like me to put it?"

[dj_esebel]

Audrey squeaks a little in surprise and throws her arms back around Lincoln, tempted to see if he'll lift her off the ground. "I'm here!" she agreed brightly.

"I brought hummus? I don't know if that was a thing, but I brought hummus."

[lincolnmiller]

Spreading his arms round her, Lincoln lifted Audrey easily up into his arms before he deposited her inside his place. Smiling a goofy smile at her, he checked her over for the hummus before acquiring it from her grasp.

"Hummus is a thing, we have things to go in your thing. Come on, kitchen is through here." Lincoln said, reaching back to snag her hand and tug her into the large open plan kitchen-living area.

[dj_esebel]

Laughing, she kicks her feet in the air before he puts her back down and then gives him an exaggeratedly flirty look. "Things to put in my thing, huh?" she teases.

She reaches out and pats the hand that's tugging her along to assure him she's kidding.

[lincolnmiller]

"That's not exactly what I meant. I meant dip," Lincoln murmured, the top of his ears blushing a pink colour as he tried not to think of the innuendo. He smiled at the pat of his hand and led Audrey into the kitchen area. "It's not nice to tease the host or so I've heard."

Lincoln moved his limited edition Death statue up out of harms way so he could set up the hummus.

[dj_esebel]

"I know, I'm just an asshole," she says, admiring his his statue. "Got Susan anywhere? Or just Death?"

[thediceloveme]

"I got the chi-...Oof!" Lee grinned and went up on her toes to hug him. "...chips you wanted." she finished, kissing his cheek and then his lips."And I got these!" She said, pulling a pack of twizzlers out of one of the bags and waved them under his nose. He was a ball of nervous energy so she wanted to distract him a little bit with something fun.

[lincolnmiller]

Hands sliding down beneath her, Lincoln cupped Lee's ass as he lifted her up and kissed her pretty enthusiastically. Although his enthusiasm was probably mostly for the bags of chips as much as it was for his girlfriend.

"You're the best, I just want it to be good for him you know?" Lincoln murmured, looking besotted down at Lee and perhaps a little more at the twizzlers. "Are those for me? I'm starving."

[thediceloveme]

Lee kissed him again because she was never going to get sick of being able to do that. "You're always starving for something." She teased, handing him the pack and heading into the apartment to put the chips with the rest of the food. "He's going to have a good time, don't worry so much. It's just going to be like a roleplay session without the roleplay. And with slightly more people."

[lincolnmiller]

"So, pretty much the opposite of a roleplay session then." Lincoln responded, lifting Lee up into his arms. He took a moment to enjoy the slight feel of his other best friend in his arms before he leaned down. Brushing a kiss against her forehead, rubbing warmth into his lips he brushed a kiss down her nose to her mouth before putting her down gently.

Following her down the hall into his apartment, he pulled out a twizzler before sucking on the end of one. "You're the best, have I told you that recently?"

[thediceloveme]

"Not in the last fifteen minutes. I was getting worried!" Lee said, leaning over the table and laying out more food. "But I'll forgive you." She said as she turned back and stopped. He was doing it on purpose, she was sure of it, sucking on the sweet like he wasn't ruining her life. "Lincoln...How long do we have before people get here?"

[comeonbro]

Roosevelt was honored to have Lincoln throw him a birthday party. Not that it was unusual for either of them to throw a party for the other but he always appreciated his best friend looking out for him. Despite how different they were he didn't think anything could come between them. Lincoln was the sort of person you kept around for life.

Of course, Lincoln's greeting did make him a bit nervous. His friend did remember to invite people, right?

"Did you think I wasn't going to come to my own party?" Roosevelt asked, patting Lincoln's back even as he glanced around to make sure this wasn't actually a D and D session he'd been tricked into attending.

[keirasullivan]

"I don't know for a minute there you looked like Lincoln was about to bring out a gaming board and force you to play as a dwarf all evening." Keira drawled, smiling wrly at Roosevelt as she reached out to slide her hands up his arm. Leaning in, she brushed a chaste kiss against his cheek before smiling at him. "Happy birthday for tomorrow."

[comeonbro]

"He wouldn't do that to me. At least on my birthday, every other time is probably fair game. But that's alright, he still can't catch me if I run away," Roosevelt said, smiling at Keira. He was glad that she had come, it was nice to reconnect with her after all these years. It was a little weird but it was more good than weird.

"And thank you for getting that out of the way now. I might drink so much I don't remember what will happen later in the evening."

[keirasullivan]

"Oh, I don't know I would kind of love to see you two race off each other now. He's looking pretty fit these days, your doing I'm guessing. You're a good friend," Keira said, brushing her fingertips down his arm to take his hand before tugging him with her. Tilting her head, she indicated towards Lincoln's guest room where she'd left her coat and his present. "Well then, I'd better give you your present now. And I've just realised that I look like I'm trying to lure you to bed, which is not what I'm doing. I left your present with my jacket."

[lincolnmiller]

"Your guests are waiting, I thought you were the one person I hadn't invited!" Lincoln said with a relieved laugh, pointing out a couple of the guys from work and a few of their buddies as well as certain female guests who had come. "Pretty sure I invited the right twin but I wasn't going to ask because I'm pretty sure she'd hex me. And Sam's here."

[comeonbro]

"You didn't invite me, but I saw everyone on Facebook talking about it," he said, clapping his friend on the back with a quick hug. Roosevelt appreciated that Lincoln had gone through all this effort when it was really his sort of thing.

"And I don't think the wrong twin would have agreed to come. It's doubly good Samantha is here because I'd be tempted to leave otherwise. Everyone behaving themselves?"

[lincolnmiller]

"I didn't? Oh crap, dude I'm sorry I thought I had." Lincoln began pressing his lips together in a worried look even as Roosevelt hugged him. Hugging his friend briefly, he looked a little sheepish and ran a hand through the back of his hair. "The fact you're not reassuring me that she wouldn't hex me is worrying. And yeah, everyone is. Some more than others. Oh, and I know what you're getting for your birthday."

[starting_over]

Samantha waited until Lincoln had finished greeting Roosevelt before walking over, glass in hand. "And here I thought I was the only one he was greeting that way. I feel so used."

She was smirking with it and raised up on her toes to kiss his cheek. "Happy birthday."

[comeonbro]

Roosevelt turned so that she kissed him on the lips, pulling her closer and kissing her a bit more firmly than she had probably intended. Roosevelt wasn't particularly shy about that level of PDA though, especially not at his birthday party.

"Wait, did you get the friendly slap on the butt too?"

[starting_over]

"I don't think I want to know about anything Lincoln does with your butt," Samantha giggled, not minding the PDA at all and instead, sliding her hand into the hair at the back of his head. "But he did lift me completely off my feet and talked me off the ledge about your birthday present."