California...knows how to party

[sosyermom]

Everything was ready.

John had showed up with not one but two boars. Together they had dug two firepits and fastened spits to roast the pigs over the flame. He'd demanded a whole container of wine for the trouble and Johnny had been more than happy to share his limited supply

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[stranded_n_emo]

Sam had reservations about coming to the party. He honestly wasn't sure how he was going to react to having both Johnny and Tony in the same radius.

He smiled at Johnny and waved a little awkwardly when they got there. This wasn't all that comfortable for him. Not...really. He wanted to light up, but he wasn't too sure how Johnny would feel about pot at his party.

So, he did the next best thing and hung close to Tony. He leaned in and whispered against his ear. "I'm so glad you're with me."

[upstreamer]

Tony was a bit nervous, despite having met Johnny once before, after he'd first arrived. Most of the people he didn't know yet, and he couldn't really blame anyone but himself for that; he'd been pretty reclusive for a while there, and the party had sounded like a good idea.

He leaned in close, smiling at the comment as he slid a comforting hand around Sam's waist. "I'm glad too," he replied, and brushed his lips in a light kiss on the corner of Sam's mouth. "Want some food?"

[stranded_n_emo]

Sam blushed. In fact, Sam had never been so crimson in his entire life. And then, he broke out in a great GRIN.

"You're okay enough with this for public affection?" His tone may have been surprised, but everything in his expression and body language showed it as pleasant surprise.

"Or are you just trying to lay your claim on me?" He winked and slipped his arm around Tony's waist.

[upstreamer]

It was Tony's turn to blush when Sam actually put it into words. He hadn't really been thinking when he did it, just did something that was fast becoming natural. He didn't move away, though. "Maybe both," he grinned.

[stranded_n_emo]

Sam grinned and stepped away. "Dance with me."

It wasn't a question. It was a simple statement of fact.

[upstreamer]

Tony's eyes widened slightly, and he laughed as he shook his head. "No, no way, I can't dance. I don't even know any of this music."

[sosyermom]

Johnny waved back at Sam. And Nacho Chase was with him. He waved at him too.

It was weird. He'd sort of thought Sam would actually come up and get a hug, or something. But it looked like he was content to hang back with his boyfriend.

[_kinginthenorth]

Grey Wind noses about this one's feet--there's something familiar he can't quite pinpoint, and it's not a scent so much as a sense. Not a dangerous one, though, so the wolf looks up at the boy hopefully. You never know who might have treats! And when he tries to get close to the boar, his nose keeps getting singed.

[stranded_n_emo]

Sam looks down at the wolf. "Hey boy," he says with a grin and scratches his head. "Lookin' for food, huh?" Guster gave him those eyes often enough. He knows what's up.

"Sorry, boy. I don't have anything." It's a good thing for Sam to be with the wolf though. It keeps him from missing home quite so much. He ignores whatever warnings Tony might be giving and drops lower so that he can properly greet the canine.

"What's your name, anyway?" Not like he expects the thing to respond. He's just being polite.

[_kinginthenorth]

Grey Wind gives him wide, disappointed eyes and nudges Sam's face when he drops to a crouch. No treats at all? How disappointing.

"Grey Wind," Robb says as he approaches--sharply, not in answer to Sam's question. "Stop begging."

[stranded_n_emo]

Sam laughs and gives the wolf a hug. "Sorry, boy. All I've got is pot and I don't think you want that."

He looks up at the owner of the voice and flushes absolutely crimson. He wanted to say something to the effect of 'Is he yours?', but it sort of only came out as a stammer.

[_kinginthenorth]

"I'm sorry," Robb says, summoning Grey Wind with a quick, short whistle. The wolf shoots Sam a disappointed look. No treats. "Ever since we got here, he seems to think he's a puppy."

[stranded_n_emo]

Sam stands up and rubs his arm if a little awkwardly. "It's fine. I've got a dog at home. It was...nice. I miss him a lot."

And all Sam can think is 'Holy crap, I fucked that'.

He extends his hand to Robb. "Sam," he manages at least to remember his own name. "We...um...well your body and I met back when it had Johnny in it."

[_kinginthenorth]

"Really?" Robb says, amused, shaking Sam's hand. "That probably explains why he remembers you and I don't, then. Robb Stark."

[stranded_n_emo]

Oh...fuck

Sam swallows. He fuckin' hates being sixteen. God Damned Hormones. "Um...well, he and I didn't exactly meet. The..." he gestures at Grey Wind. "wolf...thing." He wants to question how it got so huge, but thinks better of it.

A shot of hormones rushes through Sam's body when Robb grasps his hand.

Shit. Fuck. Damn. NO! That is NOT Johnny.

He scratches at the back of his elbow. "So..." You wanna make out or what? "Um, how much did Johnny tell you about what went on when you were...um...well dude. I'm sorry. This is just...weird." Without thinking about it, Sam, buries his hand in the fluff of the top of Grey Wind's head.

[_kinginthenorth]

Robb shrugs. "I don't know, then. He's good at those things." Grey Wind looks up at Sam with round gold eyes.

"What went on?" he repeats, puzzled, in a voice that says as clear as words that he has no idea what went on.