Antics

Carson doesn’t care how long Misty remains kissing him, his fingers slowly running through her hair. As she draws away, a smile quirks the corner of his mouth. “I’d say it was worth it too.”

He gives a little sigh. “We’re just gonna have to get you better so you don’t have to quit so soon.”

Still grinning, he stands up, gently sliding Misty off his lap. “Come on…lets get you back to your bed before you rip something you’re not supposed to and I get blamed for it.”


Wyatt eats his pizza, keeping one eye on Aerith. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” And he really was…seeing Aerith smile made him smile too. The fun in her eyes was contagious.

He smiles at her comment of him having a crazy side, and he quirks a silly eyebrow. Catching her eye, he holds a sly stare for just a minute. “Even me, huh?” Looking at her, he hopes that he’ll be around to have a chance at breaking out of his own mold, if just to see her smile again. But he didn’t even know what the future held anymore.

Wyatt’s mind spins just a little as he replays how Aerith has acted around the group tonight…how honest she seemed. He knew now that he could trust her…perhaps he would talk to her when he took her home.


Scott manages to interact a little with the others around him, though ending up next to Kyle and across from Phil made it just a bit hard to keep up with the chatter and banter.

Appreciating Katie’s encouragement, he tries to act as though he’s not bothered by the crowd, when in reality, he was about ready to leave just to get away from people. He had been teasing earlier when he’d said he’d be too scared to come here without here…but truth be known, he really wouldn’t have come by himself.

As she gets him with her whipped cream, he turns to look at her quickly, smirking at her antics. Without even thinking, he reaches behind her head to pull her close, wiping the cream off onto her own face.

Drawing back, he throws her a grin. “Hey, you got something on your face.”


Jen looks around the table, enjoying everyone’s company, always quietly reveling in the happiness around her. Glancing up, she sees Katie’s eyes, and knows the question there. She offers a sorry little smile and shakes her head, signaling that Jason simply hadn’t come.


After the third attempt at trying to take a bit of his pizza, Con sets it down, turning his head to Jamie with mock annoyance. Grabbing hold of her, he pulls her out of her chair and onto his lap. Just one of his arms enough to wrap around her tightly to hold her still. With his free hand he stuffs the piece of pizza into his mouth, taking half of it with one bite.

Giving her a grin with his mouth full, he offers her a bite of his own piece. “I’ll share if you start behaving yourself.”