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[wonker]

[Roxy is clad in the tiniest camisole and booty shorts, draped in someone's bed (there are little monster patterns on the sheets, oh gee, what a mystery).]

Party at my place this weekend, folks! Don't be gay and miss out or I'm hunting your sorry asses down, got it?

[She wonks.]

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[shitknickers]

[He starts to laugh at her for it-- he was hardly serious --but then she gets all up close and personal and the sound sort of dies in his throat, a squashed sort of yelp replacing it. His cheeks tinge scarlet.]

Figure you could say I'm down with that.

[wonker]

Good boy, best friend!

[She giggles and after a strange pause leans to kiss him on the cheek.]

Can I pick out your wardrobe?

[shitknickers]

[He blusters a bit at her audacity, hunkering down like he's trying to hide.]

I don't have much in the way of a wardrobe to begin with, Rox.

[wonker]

That's kinda what I was hoping for Jakey.

[W O N K. And she rolls him onto his back so she can drape on his torso.]

[shitknickers]

[nfgdjknkgrb Roxy please. His arm immediately goes around her middle with a slight smile, and he shakes his head.]

...I wasn't aware this was going to be that sort of gathering.

[wonker]

Hmm? And what sort of gathering is that?

[she blinks ~innocently~]

[shitknickers]

Well unless I misunderstood, which is entirely plausible. If you were hoping for me to not have much clothing...

[He trails off, because he's really not going to finish that.]

[wonker]

English, no one wants to see you in any kinda clothing.

[shitknickers]

...Oh.

[wonker]

So keep your schedule free for a Lalonde makeover, hon. Sorry, ain't giving you a choice in the matter.

[shitknickers]

Erm, all right then. [Roxy you're flustering him so bad.]

[wonker]

[And she just. Settles all up against him until Dirk seems to leave the room. She sighs kind of sadly and now Jake just has an armful of Roxy.]

[shitknickers]

... [Eyebrow quirk. He looks from the door to Roxy and back a few times, confused.]

Um.

[wonker]

Hm?

[Her hands clench his shirt, a frown pulling her lips, now.]

[shitknickers]

Was that... [Gestures to the door.] Was that intentional?

[wonker]

Hmm.

[Yes and no, really. But her frown immediately becomes a sly smile.]

Nothing for you to worry about, Jakey. Just us blonds doing a little scheming~

[shitknickers]

Then I believe it may be more astutely everything for me to worry about.

[He quirks an eyebrow at her.]

[wonker]

Don't be silly, Jake! You can trust us.

[Trust them to have something diabolical up their sleeves...]

[shitknickers]

Well of course-- with my life... But not so much with my humility. [He leers at her a bit.]

[wonker]

Oh, you'll like it~ I promise~

[She straddles him, now, sitting up.]

Have I ever steered you wrong?

[shitknickers]

[He blinks, startled, but sets his hands instinctively on her hips.]

[Oh.]

Erm, except for that one time you replaced the contents of my sports drink with vodka, not really.

[wonker]

Jakey, that was for your own good! Didn't you have a good time? I sure as hell did.

[A snort.]

[shitknickers]

I had a glorious time until I became so dehydrated and inebriated that I threw up on the sidewalk, yes. And I could have done without the hangover, but I suppose youth is a time of one's life meant for experience and learning.

[wonker]

Of course. See?

[She shifts her weight, perhaps purposefully on his groin. Yup.]

Ro-lal knows best for her friendsies!!

[shitknickers]

[He starts a little at that, coloring in the face and trying to figure out the best way to displace her from that area. Sure, he liked Roxy, sure, he'd do her in a heartbeat, but... She wasn't doing this on purpose, was she?]

Ah, haha, except for the part where I was sick most of the evening. I'll be sticking to partying without alcohol for a good long time, I think... [He attempts to shift a little, and winds up sort of grinding against her. Oh. That's... that's really nice. Welp.]