Room 234/236: Friday late afternoon to evening

[mparkerceo]

Parker opened up the doors to both rooms, set out the half-vanilla, half-chocolate cake from Jeff, God of Biscuits, and put a sign outside the hallway of 236:

Happy 18th Birthday to ME

Come on in and have some cake!

Booze and prezzies welcome.

Then sat down to contemplate her present from her father. Who'd sounded ridiculously pleased about

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[weissguy_]

Weiss arrived with Parker's gift -- something practical and in no way indicating romantic feelings or attraction. *cough*

[weissguy_]

"Saywhatnow?" Weiss said. Oh God. He really had no chance.

[mparkerceo]

Heh. "Ages ago, Rory and I were talking about how when we were eighteen, we could totally get Constable Fraser to date one of us. She turned eighteen in October but she was dating Bridge by then, and didn't follow up. Well, I'm eighteen now. He's not a perv. Don't you think I could at least get a birthday kiss out of him?" She pouted a little. "And yet, he is nowhere to be found. Damnit."

[weissguy_]

Yes! Minus points for the lame mountie! "That sucks, Parker. I mean, it's Constable Fraser and therefore ew, but whatever makes your sailboat go," Weiss said.

[mparkerceo]

That was so adorable she nearly hugged him. She forced herself not to think like that, though. That way lay giving the game away too fast.

"He is now ew. At all. He sang for me once." Honesty reluctantly forced her to admit, "Okay, he was mostly singing for the whole dorm, and it wasn't a romantic thing, but it was very cool." She looked sad. Well, pouty and irate. "No one's tried to kiss me, Weiss. I'm old. Decreipted. All the sophomores probably think I'm a teacher."

Heh.

[weissguy_]

"Most people here are afraid you'll take their tongue with you," Weiss said. "But... I mean, I could... if you wanted..."

[mparkerceo]

Parker's eyes narrowed at the tongue crack, then she shrugged, conceding the point, and cocked an eyebrow. "Well, not if it would be weird for you. But, you know. It's my birthday." She took one more step closer, then grinned. "So gimme a kiss, Weiss."

[weissguy_]

Weiss totally meant to go for her cheek. Really he did. Then he had some sort of neck spasm or brain spasm or spasm spasm and he went straight for her lips.

[mparkerceo]

Yes!

And not about to pass up this opportunity, Parker kissed back. With tongue, carefully and thoroughly. The height differential wasn't so bad that she had to get on tip-toe, but hands on the chest were not optional, even if she didn't need them for balance.

Mmmmmmm. Very nice. Someone had hit the ambrosia before coming over to... talk... heh... tooooo... warm.... lick... her.....

[weissguy_]

Weiss broke the kiss and smiled... and then his brain broke. He stumbled back. "I... I'm sorry, Parker. I have to... that wasn't supposed to happen. I gotta go..."

[mparkerceo]

"Weiss?"

Okay. Damn. Too much. And she recognized this flail dance. "Weiss, it's okay."

[weissguy_]

"You have no idea how much this is not okay," Weiss said. "I'm sorry." And he headed straight for the door, do not pass GO. Do not collect the girl.

[mparkerceo]

"Weiss, damnit--"

Only then someone came over to talk to her, and she had to grit her teeth and make an excuse, work her way around two other people, and by the time she got to the door, he was gone, gone, gone.

"Damn. Damn. Damn."

Hmm. Looked like a small change in strategy was in order...

Parker licked her lips. And grinned.