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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[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."

[comeonbro]

"It's fine, I'm here right? That's all that matters," Roosevelt reassured him with a clap on the back. If it was really important Lincoln would have made sure that Roosevelt knew about it.

"And she would hex you, there is no doubt about it. She may have actually hexed you and you don't know it. So have fun. And of course you know what I'm getting because you got me something and it's not a surprise to you."

[lincolnmiller]

"You are not reassuring me right now," Lincoln said, looking over at Keira worriedly. Like she was practising dark magic right there and then. The Sullivan's had a reputation, even Roosevelt hadn't come out to everyone and said he was dating Kait- Keira and Lincoln was pretty sure it was to do with that. "No, I know what Samantha is getting you."

[comeonbro]

"Relax, if she cursed you by now you would know it. Unless it was a delayed sort of curse so it would be harder to prove she was the one that did it," he pointed out. Keira probably wouldn't curse Lincoln without a really good reason though, so he wasn't too worried. But he wasn't going to let Lincoln rest too easy.

"And I suppose it's amazing and you're going to taunt me with it?"

[lincolnmiller]

"That is fiendish and also, not going to be worried about that at all. Thanks," Lincoln said, glancing nervously across at Keira who was either smiling at him nicely or possibly in a 'I just cursed you and you'll never know' kind of way. "Yes and yes, in answer to your question. I'm just saying if you don't remember your best friend when you get said present then I'm going to sulk for at least the rest of our lives."

[comeonbro]

"You enjoy that," Roosevelt said, clapping Lincoln on his back. He would go talk to Keira later though. Maybe he could convince her to let Lincoln think that she had cast a spell on him.

"I will remember that you taunted me with this information," Roosevelt pointed out, not sure what sort of present Samantha could have that he would want Roosevelt to think of Lincoln when he opened it.