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"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

At the mention of breakfast, Sam was instantly was put on edge. Although he appreciated the thought, but it was the only thing that he appreciated on that gesture. It was a well known fact that not many other passengers could cook, and Ian was one who had missed out on that missed out on that gene. The brunet had even heard of times where he nearly blew up Niko's kitchen. So upon Ian's offer to make breakfast, the boy's eyebrows shot up in curiosity. But, although Sammy knew his taste buds would probably be sacrificed in the process, he knew Ian was trying to make an effort to make this day special.

So, the Searle boy sighed and smiled wearily up at Ian. "Anything you can make. Cereal would do." He said over the soft roar of the engine starting up. Apparently, Roxxie was up, and from the sound of soft voices, others were too.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[{ o o c: TIME SKIP. it is now 5 pm and people are getting ready for the club :3 }]

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Ian Mitchell Tailee

I lean close and whisper

Ian glanced up at the clock, suddenly growing very anxious. It was already five in the afternoon, and he had yet to get ready. Worse, he had yet to make Samson get ready. Nervously, he ran his fingers through his blond locks, biting down on the inside of his cheek. There had to be a way to present the party without actually presenting the party. He had to figure out a way to make Sam get ready without ruining the surprise.

"We're going to dinner for your birthday, go put clothes on," he said, making his lie as romantic sounding as possible, "Put on something presentable, love."

The blond rose from his spot on the bed and unzipped one of his bags. The contents were yanked out quickly, and Ian proceeded to make his way towards the bathroom. "And dear, the camp shirt is not what I have in mind for presentable." He gave Sam a friendly smile and blew the boy a kiss before disappearing into the bathroom.

Can we stay here forever?

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"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

Sam's face fell. 'No camp shirt?' He was beginning to dislike his birthday more than usual. Although Ian hadn't wrecked breakfast too badly, even surprised him with a heart-shaped bowl, the blond was going through some elaborate scheme or something from the looks of it. 'First breakfast, now dinner? What on earth is Ian planning?' Samson wondered impatiently. He wanted to wear his camp shirt now that his boyfriend mentioned it. As soon as Ian left him to change in the bathroom, the brunet's mind churned for ideas on how to wiggle his way out of the set restrictions.

Looking at the now faded green shirt neatly stacked on the rest of his clothes, the birthday boy heard a few phrases of what seemed to be a frantic Nairi. "-Gotta work", "parents split", "Sorry but-", all these portions and fractions of his speech and struggled to string them together. With Roxxie stopping momentarily, and the slam of the door, Samson realized what was happening with surprise. Nairi was leaving. A small part of him felt bad, but as they never really were close, he couldn't muster up a lot of sympathy for the Dadian. He sighed, and bent down and resumed looking for clothes.

After a few moments of going through each stack carefully, Sam had concocted a plan. He shoved off his pajama shirt, folded it quickly and stuck it next to his other piles. The boy put on his camp shirt, and then layered it with a button up shirt and buttoned all the buttons except the top two. He changed his boxers and put on a pair of black pants, and with a glance in the mirror, he looked pretty decent. For twenty three, that is, and he still had managed to wear his favourite shirt. Ian just didn't have to know about this.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world

[x3 U S A G I]

Vanessa Amerie Sanchez

I‘ll meet you tonight

Vanessa sat on the couch, staring out the same window that she had been stargazing through the night before, watching Nairi disappear into the distance. She felt an odd feeling of sadness take over her but couldn't figure out why she cared he was going. He didn't really like her, at least not in the way she wanted. But listening to his good bye made everything click, and suddenly she understood what had happened at those dirty apartment complexes that only she and Nairi had seen. Even that didn't make his leaving better. She also couldn't figure out why she was staring out the window. Perhaps part of her hoped that he would turn and come back. However, as his figure faded into the distance, she realized that it wasn't going to happen.

Biting down on her lip, the raven haired female pulled herself away from the window. He wasn't coming back, and it didn't make sense to miss a guy who had no interest in her. Shaking her head slightly, the girl made her way up the stairs and grabbed for her clothes. She pulled out a blue dress and a pair of heels. The dress she originally hoped would catch Nairi's attention. Now that he was gone, Vanessa decided that she would use it to attract the attention of somebody else. Staying upset over a guy wasn't her style. She wasn't going to let Nairi's exit bring her down. She was going to enjoy herself tonight.

And that is what she told herself with a smirk as she closed the curtain around her bed and began to change. The curtains yanked open and there stood Vanessa in her dress and heels. She beamed at the people upstairs. "How do I look?" she questioned happily. The girl didn't wait for an answer and made her way back downstairs. She planted herself on a couch and waited for the rest of the crew to finish getting ready.

On top of the world.

[Caffeinated Cree]

[[ OOC: Hey guys, um since no one seems to like me rping here. I think I'm going to quit. ^^; Thanks for rping with me for a little while. I can tell when I'm only being a nuisance.]]

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{{o o c;; cree, you just didn't post a lot. plus, your first post you didn't interact with anyone.
i think that's where it all started. had you done that, we would've rp'ed with you more.
but if that's your decision, then so be it.
thanks while it lasted. :3
-moosie. }}

[Caffeinated Cree]

[[OOC: Ok. I'm sorry. I just can't keep up, and I've been very busy lately. It's not you guys, you guys are awesome. I just don't think my character is going to work out very well. I haven't thought everything through properly. My character is most defintely a 'pop in' character.]]

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{{o o c;; okay. c:
she does seem to be that way.
that's partically the reason i took out nairi, he wasn't working out well.
hope everything works out well, whatever you're busy with. c:
and your friend gets better. -nods-}}

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[[OOC: Thanks, I've been busy with reviews and last minute projects. D: My brain hasn't been able to function right. I also went to my cousin's graduation last night, and didn't get home until about 2 o' clock in the morning. It was in Austin. xD And thank you for thinking of my friend. I'm still praying for him, he goes through chemo on Monday. I love my Jeff. ;3;]]

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Я ο η ί η Я α ρ ђ α ε ℓ β ℓ ί ς ς;;
ίмα ġοηηα ьυγ γου α ∂яαηκ̣̣̣̣

{{o o c;; D: shiz. i realize that this might be a bit jumbled in order, but bear with me. i'll work better later on today. >< oh, and i made up a name. xD; }}

A dark haired male shuffled into the club, guitar case in hand and hair windblown. With a quick flicker of his olive eyes to the clock's wall, he saw that he was late. The boy smiled, as being late was no new thing to him, in fact, it was almost a custom for him. He made his way to the bar, throwing in tidbits of conversation with other staff members on the way. He had done no more than set his guitar case down when a petite redhead with wild curls stormed up to him and demanded, "Bliss, where've you been? I texted you-" she checked her wrist watch for accuracy and continued, "-like, fourty-five minutes ago."

Ronin Raphael Bliss couldn't help but smile lazily and carefully, as not to hit the manager, he stretched his arms above his head and promptly let them drop. She seemed so furious, but the twenty-one year old realized that she was probably very stressed with the party that was to be held here soon. Ronnie didn't know much about it, except it was for a former rock band's drummer and the bassist was organizing it. He'd been late due to doing a street performance, then taking out a girl in the audience for coffee. 'Avana.' the bartender reminded himself. He didn't know if he'd see her again, but he thought it would be polite if he remembered the girl's name. He had already worked his shift for today, but during his coffee break had received a text from Diana telling him to get back to the club. And, so here Ronnie was, back at Starlight.

The boy teased, "You've finally saw the error of your ways and have come back to me? I knew you'd see the light. But we'd have to postpone the wedding till next week 'cause Elvis filled our spot with some folks already. You know-" He was cut short by the impatient manager's interruption, "No, I told you I've found someone else. Ron, need you to help set up." The boy responded by merely clutching his chest and pretending to stumble and collapse on the floor and choke out, "You, Diana Metfri, broke my heart." He peeked up at the bar, and observed the manager hoisting herself over the bar a bit and replying, "Get a bandaid." Diana then dropped back onto the floor and wondered off to take care of more things that they needed to do in preparation for tonight. Ronnie, on the other hand, remained on the floor trying to concoct a way to avoid help setting up. Although he was a hyper young adult, he was rather lazy when it came to work. "I wonder if she'll think of looking here later." He mused to himself.

[x3 U S A G I]

Ian Mitchell Tailee

The future‘s near but never certain.

Ian wandered out of the bathroom, feeling overly dressed up. Even though his outfit was mostly casual, it wasn't the typical band-like gear he had been used to. Catching a glance in the mirror, he almost wished the club had been a rave club instead. Bright colors and glow sticks Ian could do with no problem. Dressing up, however, was a completely different story. It was too late to take back his plans now. The place had already been rented out and ready to go.

He looked around the bus. Vanessa was already dressed and ready to go. She seemed more comfortable in her dress than he did in his outfit. Of course, she felt comfortable in everything it seemed. Shrugging the thought off, he continued to observe the room. His gaze came to Sam who to Ian's surprise dressed up well. He smiled and hugged the boy tightly. "You look like a prep," he stated, laughing as he said it.

At least stay here for just tonight.

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"Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you" Aretha Franklin

Sam wrapped his arms around the shorter boy and judging by the brief seconds that he saw his boyfriend that he too was dressed up. It was an odd occasion, the pair had never had to dress up for anything before, so this was technically the first time that they had seen each other in this fashion. Slightly on the edge, the brunet answered back, "Yeah, you too, Ai." Releasing him from his grasp, the Searle child took a deep breath and voiced the question that was reappearing in his mind, "Why're we getting so dressed up for a dinner? I mean, if you really want, I can make something that Chef Herrison was teaching us, it's really gourmet, just be like the restrauant."

The purpose of his suggestion of staying in was simple, Sam didn't like to deal with strangers on any day, and on his birthday, it was something he was not looking forward to. Ordering at a restaurant usually involved talking to a stranger, and caused Sam to blush some color. Besides, he didn't want Ian spending money on his birthday, he'd rather it just be over with already.

In all of creations all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world

[x3 U S A G I]

Nicolao Seung Sanchez

The Star Commonly Known As Niko

Niko had already finished getting ready. He fell back into his bed, not caring whether or not his hair messed up. After all, his hair looked messy most of the time anyway. The boy folded his arms behind his head and gazed up at the ceiling. Being Ian's best friend, he already knew every thing that Ian had planned for the birthday, so tonight would be no surprise for him. Still the thought of Sam's reaction slightly amused Niko, and it was something to think about. The Korean boy was rather bored on the second level of the bus as he waited for everybody else to finish getting ready. He sighed and sat up. Inside one of his bags was an Ipod. He pulled it out his bag and began to listen to random songs.

[[I didn't feel like making him get ready. So he's already ready. : D]]

This is screaming photo-op.

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Sekkie had spent the past half hour fighting her dress on behind the curtains around her bed. She'd hardly ever worn dresses in her life, and yanking on a sleeveless one was awkward for her to manage. After she'd pulled the pink dress on, she rolled on a pair of pantyhose and slipped on her white-and-pink high-heeled pumps. Sighing, she grabbed her bag of hairties and bobbypins and made her way to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she sighed. Grabbing a strong hairtie, she pulled her dreads up into one massive ponytail at the back of her head near the top. She wrapped the tie around the massive ponytail a few times, then reached for some bobbypins. In about five minutes, she had pinned her hair into a messy bun made up of dreads. Looking in the mirror one last time before leaving the bathroom, she grinned. She hadn't been this dressed up since her graduation. Exiting the bathroom, she tossed her bag of hairthings off to her bed and made her way carefully down the stairs. High heels were another thing she wasn't accustomed to, and she had to walk carefully so as not to break an ankle. Spying her friend Emlen sitting on the couch, she made her way over that direction and plopped herself in a very unladylike fashion on the ground in front of the couch and thanked her lucky stars she'd put some spandex shorts on under her dress. "Hey there Emmi." Sekkie grinned, waiting to see the expression on his face when he realized she was wearing a dress.


I get so b r e a t h l e s s, when you call my name,
I've often wondered, do y o u feel the same?
There's a c h e m i s t r y, energy, a synchronicity
When we're all alone,
So don't tell me
You can't see
What I'm t h i n k i n g of.