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Timothy winked back at Maryke as she left. "Oh I will." he said and gave Avery's butt a squeeze.

Tim turned his attention back to Awen. "That's cool, haven't done much swimming since that day I came and stank up your lake." he still thought of it as her lake personally. Especially since he had yet to encounter any of the other aquatic life on the island.

"Oh Tim! Shush, it's not my lake, and you were only really bad then.. you did just change and such... But hey come swimming sometime darnit..."

She looked over at Avery and gave a little inward smirk. Hmm two guys all to herself.... She shook her head. Where did that thought come from...? "I don't know Avery, it's your party after all." She shrugged.

Avery was feeling a nice buzz from the alcohol as he worked on his second drink. "Up to me then, hmm? Well..." he thought for a moment - what could the three of them do? It was a shame they didn't have playing cards, or he would suggest a drinking game of some sort. But then again, Awen didn't seem to want to drink anything anway.

"How about... uh... well damn, not a lot to do on an island, is there?" He pouted. "Swimming while drunk doesn't seem like it would be a great idea, would it?"

"Pretty much... that's just life I guess." Timothy ate another piece of cake. He then cut another and held it out for Avery.

"I need to slow down a bit." Timothy said, already halfway through his third drink. Was probably starting to get to be a bad idea. "So why the no alchohol Awen... is it a fish thing or?" Timothy wasn't thinking strait with some of his questions... well, Timothy rarely though strait but in this case it was in the classical sense of the word.

"Hm?" She looked over to tim, not noticing how much he'd been drinking. She shrugged slightly and shook her head. "Oh no no....well... I don't think so anyway.... I just turned legal age to drink before I left for the island, but with my town there wasn't any place really to go drinking without it being stupid or dangerous. All through elementary and high schools there were always wild bush parties and the things I heard at those parties, I wanted no part of. So I guess I always just associated stupid things like.. well... Jamie getting his couch stuck on his roof or Karen bringing in a pig's head from her father's butcher shop to fling around the party with drinking. Just because that's the kind of stupid things that go on at parties around my town." She shrugged. "It never appealed to me really."

She smiled to Avery and nodded. "Hanging out is cool too...."

"But that's one of the fun parts about getting drunk, doing stupid s**t," Avery chuckled. "And it's always hilarious at the time anyway, even if you think it's stupid later!" He put his arm around Timothy's shoulders, snuggling up close to the other boy as he worked on finishing his drink.

"Mmm... so Awen, how's your boyfriend? Oh, hey! Did you get a picture of him in my shirt?" Avery suddenly laughed, remembering the shirt he had lent to her. "I wanna see what he looks like!"

"Boyfriend? Who are you dating Awen?" Timothy grinned. He was glad to see other people hooking up too. Made him feel like less of an odditity for not being so discontented about being here.

"So tell me all about him." Timothy grinned and leaned forward.

Awen frowned looking between the two. She gave Avery a sort of harsh look before sighing and stumbling. "N-not exactly my boyfriend... And he only stayed at my duplex because he had no where else to...." She seriously looked upset by the whole thing.

Avery, sure he was fine with it. But he discovered it by accident. Tim, she wasn't so sure of. Sure he may have the same thoughts as Aver, after all their relationship wasn't exactly traditional. But Awen wasn't sure how bitter Tim may be at the staff.

She weighed them both in her mind before eventually just..letting it go. Tim didn't seem like the bitter person...he'd..understand.

"He's...tall, handson, long silver hair. He's very charming, with a French accent, he's incredibly smart and fascinates me with his little history facts, or projects of mythology." The projects reffering to his little Beastie which she has yet to see and other projects that Moreau had put down. "He does kind of have his trickster side though... and some people don't like him for it. But... he is such a gentleman...really..." She couldn't help but smile by the end, even if it was a small smile. "And lots of his tricks are pretty clever.... But like I said before... we're not really..going out..as such. We're... I don't know what..."