Red Day
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 9, 2019
Name: Justin Torres
Location: By the Pool -> Inside
Tagged: @ToWriterAndWander - Simon
Tripped. Right. Justin quietly sipped on his beer while Simon took care of his injury. At least that was under control. Might be worth double checking later though. Justin held back a laugh. "Frat house? Yeah that would be awful. Trust me this is anything but... We can still do that, man. Just cause everyone showed up all excited doesn't mean it's gonna be a week straight up non-stop partying." Not that Justin would really mind that.
"Bruh. Everyone's here. You can either accept or just be a dick and shoo em all away. I won't stop you, but you will look like a complete dick. You got an opportunity here, Simon. People other than me and Baxter can know you. You can hide away or take credit for throwing a wild party at a nice beach house. There's plenty of hot girls downstairs right now, just itching to let loose after being cooped up so long. You wanna get laid right? Unless you brought some little girlfriend you didn't tell me about, one of them's your best bet." Justin paused thoughtfully, sipping on his beer. It really hadn't occurred to Justin before how anyone could possibly invite people to a beach house over spring break and want anything other than a rager. But this was Simon.
"Look. Your hand's fine. It's all right if you wanna hide p here and chill out a bit. Drink that beer, come downstairs and say hi to Baxter at least. Give it tonight. If you haven't changed your mind by the morning, I'll fuckin' help you get rid of everyone... I guess." Justin walked back to the door to the bedroom. I'm headed back down. You can come with me or chill here a bit more. But if you're not down in twenty minutes I'm coming up here, dragging you down the stairs, and dunking your ass in the pool."
Location: By the Pool -> Inside
Tagged: @ToWriterAndWander - Simon
Tripped. Right. Justin quietly sipped on his beer while Simon took care of his injury. At least that was under control. Might be worth double checking later though. Justin held back a laugh. "Frat house? Yeah that would be awful. Trust me this is anything but... We can still do that, man. Just cause everyone showed up all excited doesn't mean it's gonna be a week straight up non-stop partying." Not that Justin would really mind that.
"Bruh. Everyone's here. You can either accept or just be a dick and shoo em all away. I won't stop you, but you will look like a complete dick. You got an opportunity here, Simon. People other than me and Baxter can know you. You can hide away or take credit for throwing a wild party at a nice beach house. There's plenty of hot girls downstairs right now, just itching to let loose after being cooped up so long. You wanna get laid right? Unless you brought some little girlfriend you didn't tell me about, one of them's your best bet." Justin paused thoughtfully, sipping on his beer. It really hadn't occurred to Justin before how anyone could possibly invite people to a beach house over spring break and want anything other than a rager. But this was Simon.
"Look. Your hand's fine. It's all right if you wanna hide p here and chill out a bit. Drink that beer, come downstairs and say hi to Baxter at least. Give it tonight. If you haven't changed your mind by the morning, I'll fuckin' help you get rid of everyone... I guess." Justin walked back to the door to the bedroom. I'm headed back down. You can come with me or chill here a bit more. But if you're not down in twenty minutes I'm coming up here, dragging you down the stairs, and dunking your ass in the pool."