The First Meeting of the Anti-Francis Club

[godsavemy]

WHO: Haiti, England and Anyone Who Hates Francis Bonnefoy (Everyone, yeah~?)
WHEN: Saturday, May 8th - 7 P.M.
WHERE: Brows and Snoz Pub
WHAT: We the People of Liberty, in Order to form a more perfect Francis-Hating Union, establish Justice, insure less Groping, provide for the Defenseless, promote Personal Boundaries, and secure the Blessings of

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[italian_honour]

"I'm surprised they haven't tried to kill you yet," Romano hissed back dryly as he tried to shake Ali off his arm. Funny how the best night had quickly turned into the worst..

After a few jerks of his arm didn't result in it's freedom, the Italian turned his attention fully to glower at it's captor. For a pair that'd only met once, he was a little deterred by how quickly Ali had recognised him attached herself to him.
No points for guessing who she got that from.

Sighing he finally gave up, mentally admitting defeat with a look of utmost resentment. God damn society.

"Well, you know, I was going to help you get in but..."
Since when was Romano ever that nice. But the only way Kim was going to get inside was with a guardian, and to hold that over her head wasn't an opportunity he was going to miss.

If only Alicia hadn't turned up..

[chiefofnijntje]

Resting his head in one hand, Willem studied the room as he stirred his lolly in his glass of lemonade. Would Ali allow him to count this as 'having friends'? It was as he tore down his sister's advert made 'on his behalf' that he saw the one for this meeting. Memories of a year of hell in high school made as he read over the name of who the club was against meant that he was in the pub with over an hour till the meeting actually started

So when do our "club activities" begin?

[vodou_king]

The turnout was beyond anything he'd been expecting. He'd been shocked enough to learn that Francis lived in the same town but to discover that he'd harassed this many people was unbelievable. Nearly unbelievable, he corrected himself. If it wasn't for all these people telling their personal stories.

Dom listened as a nervous blond man spoke about his school years with Francis. He wondered if the same thing would've happened to him if he hadn't ended it as soon as he had. Dom stood up as the blond man with the lollipop took his seat.

He nodded to the room at large. "My name's Dom. I also knew Francis in school. He was the first friend I made there and he...well, let's just say his roaming hands earned him a black eye," he said with a smirk. Good memories. Good enough to justify the cost of ordering another beer. He signaled for the bartender as he sat back down and waited for the next person to speak.

[lotusvivi]

" Hmph. Like I need your help." Kim whispered. The comment about them killing her just made her angrier.
" Would make you happy now, wouldn't it?" she hissed, before finally shoving her elbow against his gut.

That would shut him up for a bit, wouldn't it?

" I'm not going inside anyway. I was just curious."

Jerk D=

[italian_honour]

Romano flinched, doubling over with one hand to his stomach and the other opting to use Alicia as support. It was times like these that made him glad they weren't sharing a tiny apartment anymore.

"What the hell was that for?" Geez, she was moody today. Right, quick mental note; insults with Kim are like a one-way street, and definitely not in his favor. Next time he'd make sure to avoid the violence as well- and there would be a next time.

"Merda. Fine," Regaining his composure almost instantly Romano shrugged, being as close to genuinely honest as one with his track-record could, "I did offer. If you'd rather stay out here in the cold instead it's not my problem."