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[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan wanders downstairs idly and heads to the buffet table for something to eat.

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[toddbaby]

Todd has wandered downstairs idly, too. At some point.

He catches sight of Jonathan across the room and narrows his eyes a little. Then he slings his hands in his pockets and meanders his way, smiling.

"Hi," he greets, coming up along side him and picking an orange off the table.

[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan glances at him warily, instantly identifying him as a jock, through long years of high school experience.

"Uh... hi."

[toddbaby]

Your jock sensors should probably be screaming Code Red about now, yeah. Although to his credit, Todd doesn't seem like a push-you-into-your-locker-and-take-your-lunch-money-type.

No, he's the valedictorian-who's-on-all-the-teams-and-is-also-a-really-nice-guy type. Up to you to decide which is worse.

Todd tilts his head, his smile widening. "I'm Todd." He extends his hand. "What's your name?"

[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan is confused and it's making him twitchy. This is not accustomed jock behaviour. He smiles back and shakes hands, nervously.

"Jonathan."

[stilljustandrew]

*Some time later, after Todd has gone away...*

So, um.

I wanted to tell you...

[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan looks at him expectantly.

"...Yeah?"

[stilljustandrew]

*He glances around a bit, and lowers his voice. He's starting to get that blitzed smile again.*

Last night? Um, Meg and I? ...

[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan sees the smile, hears the words, and raises an eyebrow, with the beginnings of an evil grin.

"Meg and you...?"