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◎ c h a r l i e ([info]spinnets) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2014-03-23 19:13:00


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Entry tags:adian rosenberg, charles spinnet, charlotte sweeting, group, jake bexley, liddie lynch, louis bonaccord, michal conway lynch, seth wadcock

WORLD CUP PARTY!



Champions of the world. That's all there was really to say, wasn't it?

Charlie took in a long breath of the cool New York air, admiring the party that was being thrown for team Ireland. Them, being thrown for them! Holly was a riot, capturing pictures with everyone and demanding certain poses. Caden Flint was smiling, smiling from ear to ear! He and Saoirse had even danced for a song or two, or three, it was that kind of night. It felt like his entire life had led up to today's match, to this night.

He made his way to the bar, raising his hand to the bartender to bring him another round. Tomorrow was his last day in New York, and he meant to celebrate this night like it should be. Charlie slid onto the bar stool and shook some hands with passersby as he waited for his drink. It was really something, being part of the best team in the world---it hadn't sunk in, and he didn't think that it was something that would for a long time.

His foot knocked into the person sitting beside him as he turned back to the bar. Charlie grinned sheepishly, "Whoops, sorry."


ooc: Open to all participants of the World Cup, their friends, family, and guests!!


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[info]wadcock
2014-03-31 08:26 am UTC (link)
"The world couldn't handle there being two of me, and you know it" Seth quipped not even bothering to entertain the idea. Though having someone to tag team up on Henry in school with would have been fun.

He was tempted to wait Michal out. Just continue to stand here and make stupid jokes until his friend finally fessed up what was wrong with him. Except Seth knew exactly what was wrong. Well at least the basis of it anyways. Michal took some sort of issue with him being back with Savannah.

And that bothered Seth a great deal. Out of all people, Michal should be happy for him. He was his best friend, and the reaction he got when announcing his engagement should not have been the one he got. It annoyed Seth enough that he could have very easily gone on ignoring him in favor of his fiance, but Seth knew if he did that, they may never speak again. As stubborn as the two of them were.

Seth could not stand to lose his best friend, therefore, he had to do something.

He swirled the ice in his glass before setting it down on the table and giving Michal his full attention. "So, are you going to tell me why you hate Savannah, or do I have to guess?"

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[info]conways
2014-04-04 12:20 am UTC (link)
Michal suddenly sat up, feeling indignant.

He didn't hate Savannah. If he were to meet Savanah Davies on the street, Michal would think her perfectly fit and attempt bringing her home, only to realize that she was one of those few birds you didn't waste a one-night encounter on. No, he hated what Seth became with Savannah. Or, more accurately, what he didn't become, because how could Michal complain about his best friend when he wasn't around to witness it? Last time around, his friendship with Seth had ceased to exist. It had been all 'Oh I eloped, oh I have a child, oh Montrose Magpies, or at least that was what Michal had begrudgingly overhead and deduced with time. So was it so wrong to be unenthused about returning to that? Not having his best friend anymore?

Michal frowned. He didn't like that everything was changing again, that again he felt like being blindsided, and again that everyone was getting married. Again. Again! He himself was barely thinking about marriage, and here his friends were... Michal closed his eyes, and let his head hang low between his shoulders for a moment.

"I don't hate Savannah," Michal grumbled suddenly, speaking under his breath. He opened his eyes again, and looked at Seth out of the corner of his eye. Letting out a short sigh, he spoke again, "I never said that."

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[info]wadcock
2014-04-05 05:25 pm UTC (link)
Seth was on the verge of responding when Spinnet shoved his way up to the bar making a snide remark about winning the cup. He glowered in acknowledgement, waiting until the Irish Keeper turned his attention to the bartender before rolling his eyes. He hope silently he choked on his beer.

"Well, you don't have to say it." Seth continued once bartender was taking Spinnet's order. "What else am I suppose to think with how you've been acting this past month. Either you hate my choice in fiancee, or you're not the friend I thought you were."

He stared down into his drink. What else could he say? He didn't want to fight with Michal. He didn't want Michal to be upset with him just because he decided to marry his ex. "You're suppose to be helping me plan things, or rather help me not go insane while she plans everything."

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[info]conways
2014-04-06 03:57 am UTC (link)
Had Michal noticed Charlie's arrival in time, he would have stuck his foot out to ensure a tumbling Spinnet into the bar top. But, alas, all he found himself able of doing was aid Seth in glowering at the younger Keeper until he turned away to mind his own bloody business. One World Cup win and he thought himself the king of the world. Michal rolled his eyes.

And then, Michal rolled his eyes again, this time at Seth.

"Yeah, well---" Michal began, but found that he wasn't sure what to respond with. He could tell Seth that was a dramatic assumption, neither choice proving to be true. Or, he supposed, he could tell the truth about his looming thoughts, but that didn't... that felt too difficult to state so openly. What other option did that leave? Stalking off? Michal's brow darkened as he thought he didn't... while the easiest option, that wouldn't get his best friend back, would it? And, why bother to fight and grasp for something that he knew was soon coming to an end?

Visibly torn, Michal sought for something, anything to respond with. "Well," he tried again, letting his shoulders raise up to his neck. He extended his palms up toward the sky. "Well---" His nose scrunched and Michal pressed his lips together in a bothered manner. "You're supposed to think---"

Unceremoniously, Michal stood up. His face twisted as he tried to, very desperately, piece together some kind of fleeting words. But, nothing came to him, and Michal found himself blabbering much more than he liked. "You can't get married!" he let out finally, throwing his hands up in defeat. "It was awful last time and everyone hated you!" Michal blurted.

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[info]wadcock
2014-04-08 01:07 am UTC (link)
Seth blinked at Michal as he finally spat out what he really wanted to say. It was awful last time and everyone hated you! It was a fair point, he supposed but it was unexpected coming from Michal. So much had happened so quickly last time around, Seth couldn't really pinpoint any one thing to blame.

"I was a conceited git. Even I hate who I was back then, but that has nothing to do with Savannah. I'm pretty sure being with her was the only good decision made in those three years." He said not quite sure how to approach this. There was an unsettling feeling that everyone hated you really meant I hated you.

"It's not going to be like last time." Seth said with a tone that really didn't room for argument. He was determined this time. This time would make everyone forget there was even a last time. "I'm sure less people will hate me, and I'm going to make sure its not awful."

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[info]conways
2014-04-09 03:37 am UTC (link)
"I don't hate Savannah! I said it's not---" Michal started, his voice raising in frustration. Seth wasn't listening, and was crazy to think that he could so intently, with such determination in his tone, think that it wasn't going to be like last time.

"How? How are you going to do that?" Michal let out, dubious sarcasm dripping from his words. Frustrated, he pressed his palm to his own forehead. This wasn't what--- was this really what he wanted to be talking about? He didn't want to be doing this at all, let alone in a Charlie Spinner infested party.

Parties! He hated parties, especially parties that weren't even centered around him or his interests. Why was he even here, talking about--- it wasn't even--- Merlin this headache forming was worse than a well-watered hangover. Just wanting this to be over, Michal let out a great sigh and threw his hands down to his sides. He really just wanted to punch Seth in the face and get over all of this. That was how it always went, didn't it? They would punch each other in the face over something stupid (or not stupid), and get over it.

He really wanted to punch Seth in the face.

He probably shouldn't punch Seth in the face, should he?

Michal let out another sigh. Stepping close to Seth again, he spoke quickly. "If you promise me you're not going to morph into that guy from five years ago, and let me punch you in the face right here, right now, then we're good. I'll believe you and we can we can do--- whatever, whatever wedding things, whatever you want and I won't bring any of this up again."

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[info]wadcock
2014-05-01 10:09 pm UTC (link)
Seth stared at Michal. He was a different person, that's how he was going to do it. It was offensive that Michal thought that he would do the same thing again. But before he could even open his mouth to tell him off, he was speaking again.

He pursed his lips looking Michal over before firmly cuffing him on the back of the head. "No you can't punch me you idiot. What's wrong with you?" Seth shook his head. He ought to just punch Michal for the suggestion. "A fist fight in the middle of the World Cup After Party? Is that what would make you feel better? Make me look like I lost it just because England didn't win. I'm not that guy, I'm not going to be that guy ever again. Believe me because you believe, not because I let you use me as a punching bag."

He folded his arms across his chest glaring at his friend. Let me punch you in the face. The audacity. After a moment though, his glare faded and he rubbed his had down his face. He had been a shit friend back then, but that was because of other reasons, not because he married Savannah. "I'm not going anywhere Michal. I have a house in Falmouth, I've just extended my contract. This isn't five years ago."

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