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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 3:19 pm
a night out
Jaro ended up ordering them both massive margaritas as a selection of fried pork products and hand pies. The dance floor drew the eye, all the men and women gyrating and shaking, some of them wearing outfits that were made to fling.
"Well?" He had to speak up over the music, and lean towards Aodh's ear, "Is it what you expected?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:05 pm
a night out
Aodh did not know where quite to look because there was a lot going on on the dance floor. Except then he was jumping slightly when Jaro was leaning close and turned his head.
"Ah, no?" The blonde gave him a small smile. "Definitely not."
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:09 pm
the writeriloveyouDIE to: ******* (bestworst friend ever)  besides i'm still waiting to sing that song for you.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:22 pm
the writerazuredreams to: heartbreaker 
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:27 pm
a night out"Are you planning your moves?" Jaro stayed leaning, glancing at the dance floor. There was clear amusement in his voice, "I will get you dancing, you know."
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:35 pm
a night out
"What?!" Aodh shook his head rapidly. "No!" Then at hearing he was going to be dancing he just wrinkled up his nose at Jaro.
"Food and drink first," he told him, "then you might."
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:36 pm
the writeriloveyouDIE to: ******* (bestworst friend ever)  it's written just for you. like the old times. minus the part where i'll be wearing clothes while singing it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 7:09 pm
the writer
Quote: to: heartbreaker  ur my meanest friend
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 7:25 pm
a night outJaro chuckled and finally leaned back, wriggling slightly in his seat because the music was infectious and also loud enough to make too much talking inconvenient unless you were snuggling up. The food and drinks were fast and soon there were two large traditional margarita's in front of them, and a basket of pork cracklins and pastelitos. "This s**t is delicious-" Jaro pointed, before digging in because he was starving.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 8:14 pm
the writeriloveyouDIE to: ******* (bestworst friend ever) if by meanest, you mean honest and the one who puts up with you yes, i'm the meanest.  just be happy i still love you anyway. 
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 8:16 pm
a night out
Aodh just sat in his seat, foot tapping out a beat without him noticing. His face was pleasantly pink after the first couple of sips of his drink but the food helped it not hit his stomach so hard. Except that he was already slightly doomed anyway.
The blonde really did not have much in the way of alcohol tolerance.
"It is!" he agreed after a few bites, nearly as hungry as Jaro was himself. It was enough to distract him from the idea of dancing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 6:31 am
a night outThere wasn't much talking while there was eating. The cracklins didn't make it very long and by the time Jaro was done munching most of his margarita was finished. He seemed to have a permanent smile, perhaps an effect of the tequila. He eyed Aodh and his tapping foot and waited until he seemed like he was done before his hand found the other's knee under the table and squeezed. Dancing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 6:50 am
the writerazuredreams to: heartbreaker wat g2g my cat got bit by a snake 
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 11:52 am
the writeriloveyouDIE to: ******* (bestworst friend ever) >:3 never change jaro never change ttyl
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 11:55 am
a night outAodh was feeling a little tipsy, cheeks flushed red from his drink rather than because of anything else. The food hit the spot and he was, despite the fact this was probably a little out of his depth, enjoying himself. "What?" he asked, at the knee squeeze. (Another twist in his stomach.) Which lead to him noticing his tapping foot. Realization dawned over him, an 'oh' expression on his face for a moment before he wrinkled up his nose. "I still only said might you know!"
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