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 are terrible," he said, kissing her forehead again. He wasn't fooled at all by the completely innocent look she gave him. She could be just as awful as Roosevelt could and be demure about it at the same time.

[starting_over]

"If you really want to see terrible, you should take me out for ice cream," Samantha replied with the same prim tone. "Five bucks says I have you close to begging before I get through the second scoop."

She wasn't normally this teasing, or this brazen, but something about Roosevelt brought it out in her. And damn if it wasn't fun, too.

[comeonbro]

"Five bucks? I'll take that bet," Roosevelt said. Hey, even if he lost it was only five bucks he was out and he would get a show so good that he would be begging for it. That sounded like a win-win situation to him however it went down.

[starting_over]

Samantha extended her hand. "It's a bet."

To sweeten that bet, she darted her tongue out to wet her lips.

[comeonbro]

"Just remember babe," he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear as he pulled he close. "I'm not the only one who likes to have my... Ice cream licked."

[starting_over]

Samantha felt the heat of his breath, and the heat his words caused, send a shiver over her skin. She trembled, just enough for him to notice if he was paying close attention. "Fair point," she managed on a breathy whisper.

[comeonbro]

"Good," he said, kissing her quick before pulling away and threading his fingers into hers. There was something right about being here with Samantha. They didn't get to do a lot of couple things and he wanted to introduce her and show her off to all his friends. "Now let's go mingle before people think we're doing something inappropriate back here."

[starting_over]

"Maybe we can do inappropriate things later?" she offered with a nod and squeezed his hand in return.

[comeonbro]

"Does that mean I get to have a sleepover with someone for my birthday?" Roosevelt asked, smiling broadly at the idea. Even if they didn't do "anything" he loved falling asleep next to Samantha and having her there when he woke up. That would be a fantastic birthday gift.