*le sigh*

[groovy_mutant]

*waiting in his totally sound-proof room for Moira*

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[boombacon]

*walks into his room and flops onto his bed on his stomach with his face in his hands and his feet kicking behind him*

What's up? 8D

[msmactaggy]

::clears her throat::

Shaw? What do you think you're doing here?!

*is trying to keep her voice calm and even, since this isn't her room to set limits on, but WHY THE HELL IS HE HERE >:( *

[boombacon]

The lights were on and I thought you two were having a party 8DDDDDDDDDD

*8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD*

[msmactaggy]

::clears her throat more loudly again; trying sooo hard to keep an even tone but its icy-ness is apparent::

This is a private party. ::glare::

And I don't believe you were invited.

[boombacon]

But I brought balloons and popcorn. 8(

[msmactaggy]

::rubs her forehead, cringing:: How... thoughtful. Thanks.

You know, the kids might really enjoy those. Maybe you can take it out to them.

[boombacon]

But these are for Charles. 8(

[msmactaggy]

::facepalms more:: Well if you want to leave them...

[boombacon]

No. I want to make sure he enjoys them. >8(

[msmactaggy]

::sighs deeply, because Charles is letting him stay::

Fine.

::points to the cooler:: There's beer in there. If you want some.

[boombacon]

Already got myself one! 8D *has downed half of one*

[msmactaggy]

I dare say its better than cat food. ::icy tone and a glare to match::

[boombacon]

That was a joke.

8(

[msmactaggy]

I figured. Though the lack of any other food made that rather harder to distinguish.

>:(

[boombacon]

I sort of fired the cook before you all came over 8'DDDDDDDDDDD

<3

[msmactaggy]

Oh. ::eyeroll:: Well perhaps its wise to wait until after you have guests next time.

Emma and I had to do with making grilled cheese. It was not the grandest meal.