Day Eleven - Lounge Party
Who: Albus, Rose
When: Later evening
Where: Lounge
Rating: G
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Apparently, everyone was too busy to come play. Or Al smells.
After a late dinner (shopping had dragged on a bit), Albus and Rose retreated to the lounge. They were sort of looking for Kat, but not with any real hope of finding her; she had mentioned something about plans later on ... and since her plans involved a guy ... they didn't expect to see her 'til breakfast. If then.
"So, what do we want to do?" Al asked as he flopped down onto a chair.
"Dunno," Rose admitted as she studied the remote briefly before she picked it up. "I'm not tired yet. I feel like I should be, but ... I'm not. Too wired, I guess."
Albus nodded, watching the TV as Rose flipped through the channels. He understood how she felt, really. This was weird. Especially since his grandparents were here. Not that he'd really had a chance to talk with them, or anything ... but they were here. It was weird. Because they were alive. And his age.
He did have to wonder if Rose's grandparents were going to show up, too. Because that would be neat - in the really unnerving way.
"Guess we can hang out in here," he offered after a moment. "See who shows up."
Rose nodded in agreement, then grinned. "Hope its your dad," she teased him.
Albus rolled his eyes.
When: Later evening
Where: Lounge
Rating: G
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Apparently, everyone was too busy to come play. Or Al smells.
After a late dinner (shopping had dragged on a bit), Albus and Rose retreated to the lounge. They were sort of looking for Kat, but not with any real hope of finding her; she had mentioned something about plans later on ... and since her plans involved a guy ... they didn't expect to see her 'til breakfast. If then.
"So, what do we want to do?" Al asked as he flopped down onto a chair.
"Dunno," Rose admitted as she studied the remote briefly before she picked it up. "I'm not tired yet. I feel like I should be, but ... I'm not. Too wired, I guess."
Albus nodded, watching the TV as Rose flipped through the channels. He understood how she felt, really. This was weird. Especially since his grandparents were here. Not that he'd really had a chance to talk with them, or anything ... but they were here. It was weird. Because they were alive. And his age.
He did have to wonder if Rose's grandparents were going to show up, too. Because that would be neat - in the really unnerving way.
"Guess we can hang out in here," he offered after a moment. "See who shows up."
Rose nodded in agreement, then grinned. "Hope its your dad," she teased him.
Albus rolled his eyes.