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Lincoln Miller ([personal profile] lincolnmiller) wrote2015-05-29 01:27 pm

GATHERING AT LINCOLN'S PLACE [OPEN TO ALL]

"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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[personal profile] starting_over 2015-05-31 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)

Sam blushed over his exuberance. "Well. Okay then." She gave a loud exhale, then laughed. "I'm going to guess that I hit big if your reaction is any indication. Good. So. Phew." With another loud exhale and a realization that her wine glass was now empty, she poured a second one that she intended to nurse. "And for the record, I think something you made yourself that will last him for years to come is much better. You do such incredible work, Lincoln. Anyone would be thrilled to have a piece for their home."

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[personal profile] thediceloveme 2015-05-31 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)

Lee smiled and laid a line of teasing kisses down his jaw and then down his neck, sliding her hands down his stomach and hooking her fingers into his waistband. "Do you want to stop?" She asked him, thumbing the button on his fly and batting her eyelashes dramatically up at him.

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[personal profile] dj_esebel 2015-06-01 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Audrey grins and elbows him lightly, a friendly acknowledgment of her own silliness. "I've never had a hand for painting little fiddly things either," she admits. "I mean, I'm a champion post-it doodler, but little statuettes? Can't do it."
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[personal profile] thediceloveme 2015-06-02 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)

Lee didn't have to be told twice. She thumbed his fly open and slipped her hand inside. "See?" she murmured, leaning up to kiss him. "That's what it feels like when you ruin my life with your obscene twizzler eating."

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[personal profile] thediceloveme 2015-06-02 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)

"I won't if you give me a piece." Lee said, blushing with how forward she was being, even with her hand down his pants, wrapping around his cock to stroke him. "A piece of the twizzler, I mean." She mumbled giving up on speech as he kissed her hard. She looked down between them, forcing his boxers down so she could watch what she was doing. This wasn't going to get old any time soon, Lee was really sure.

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[personal profile] thediceloveme 2015-06-02 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)

Lee tore her eyes away from watching him slide in and out of her fist and nodded. She smiled at the way he flushed and the tips of his ears went pink. "Yes please." She murmured, pressing herself forward into his hand, covering it with her free hand and squeezing.

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[personal profile] starting_over 2015-06-02 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)

Samantha pressed her lips together, but she was working on that. Just in case her efforts were in vain, she didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. "I'm just glad I hit the mark for his present. I didn't even know his birthday was coming up until I met his girlfriend at the beach party and she told me. Gave me a few bad moments because it was something I should have known. And now that I know he'll probably like it, I've completely avoided disaster."

She gave another relieved exhale and toasted Lincoln with her glass. "That's a sweet thought, but I really don't have any room in my loft. But maybe something for the shop," she said, finger to her chin in thought. "That would be lovely."

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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-02 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
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[personal profile] dj_esebel 2015-06-03 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Wow, nice to know that plus ten armor wasn't a scam," Audrey says. She pats his arm very carefully now, as if she thinks it might send him flying into the wall.

"And I am excellent at fiddly pieces of music."
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[personal profile] keirasullivan 2015-06-03 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."
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[personal profile] starting_over 2015-06-03 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-04 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"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."
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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-04 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"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?"
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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-04 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
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?"
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[personal profile] starting_over 2015-06-04 12:42 am (UTC)(link)

"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."

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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-06 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)

"You mean that Lincoln found out what my present was so he can taunt me all night with it under the guise of talking you off the ledge," Roosevelt said. While Lincoln's primary motivation was probably to calm down Samantha he was sure there was an ulterior motive as well. It's what Roosevelt would have done in his place.

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[personal profile] starting_over 2015-06-06 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)

"In my own defense, I did ask if he meant to do that and he never really answered, but I was too eager to hear if he thought you'd like what I got you. I'm just a little nervous about it," Samantha admitted with a little color rising to her cheeks.

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[personal profile] comeonbro 2015-06-07 03:52 am (UTC)(link)

"Don't be," Roosevelt said, kissing her forehead. It was kind of adorable how much she wanted him to like his present but he also didn't want her to really worry about it. He wouldn't like her any less if the gift was terrible.

"If it's a terrible gift you can just make it up to me some other way," he said with a wink.

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