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XXษชPแดแด : Slightly Alien by The Vines
XXMแดแดแด : Agitated
XXOแดแดาษชแด
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"Really, anything with the word mule attached should be avoided in consumption," Jace scolded Kelila. She rolled her eyes at her, taking a long sip out of the mug and making a satisfied sound afterwards. People kept heckling her about her wonderful drink, including Ezra.
"Well you're the ass here" Kelila said to him with a smirk, finding the stupid joke rather clever before listening to her friend talk about the intelligent parking job.
To fuck with her, Kelila would sometimes put things on her motorcycle. Anything too drastic and she'd probably be burned to a crisp however. Jace loved her motorcycle far too much. She joked she loved it more than her.
She couldn't help but snicker when Jace began to try guessing the occupations of the two men they were dining with. The musical theory was a good guess, but she had better.
"Mary Poppins is either a male stripper, or male prostitute, judging on how well he does his hair. Your human landing pad has to be some kind of nurse, or maybe a part time stripper to pay for school" she spoke, grinning at the guys before taking another drink.
Kelila glanced over the menu as Ezra asked her about the selection of teas. She raised a brow before grabbing the drink menu from the middle of the table and sliding it over to him.
"How the hell would I know? It's dinner time, why would you drink tea at dinner when you can have a perfectly good summer shandy" she said, right after she did she heard an overly familiar voice, in an even more familiar tone.
When the bickering began she stood up as well, glancing daggers along with Jace at Dorian. Of course he'd be stupid and do something such as that. He'd always been overprotective, and wasn't all that fond of Kelila's company. That's what pissed her off. Her family worked with theirs, did their dirty work, she was the last person he had to think of allowing her to get hurt, let alone Jace was her best friend.
The slurs of her title made Kelila narrow her eyes. Finally they stopped talking.
"Ah Dorian. Wonderful for you to join us. You're always such a delight to be around, a true gentleman you are, calling your sister royalty. She's not 3 anymore though, I'm sure she'd appreciate being called your sister instead. Everyone finds your baby talk stupid" she spoke quickly, grabbing Jace's hand and sitting back down, yanking her down as well.
Ezra made an attempt to lighten the mood, and the server waited with wide eyes.
"Good seeing you as always. We're eating though, so ta-ta" she started, making a bye-bye motion with here hands, though she put up her middle finger at the end before looking to the waiter with a large smile, "can I get the halibut tacos, please and thank you" she ordered before swirling her drink and taking a sip, wanting to simply punch Dorian in the face.
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XXษชPแดแด : Clueless by The Vines
XXMแดแดแด : Misplaced
XXOแดแดาษชแด
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Honestly, he didn't even know what a Moscow mule was. It looked cool, in a copper cup. It seemed that Jace thought otherwise based on her comments. Nathan wasn't much of a drinker. When he drank it was typically things like wine, or a bottle of beer. He wasn't one for the fancy fruity drinks. Or hard liquor. Never once had be been drunk. Nor did he want to find out how bad of a drunk he'd be.
Nathan found it interesting that the girl took so much care for her bike. He couldn't say he cared about material objects all that much. He wasn't a things kind of guy. Sure a fancy car would be nice, but it wouldn't make him that happy. He saw the appeal of motorcycles though. Fast, dangerous. Jace seemed like a girl who liked being a little on the edge, as far as he could tell so far.
His body was sore at every movement her made, such as taking a drink of water, as that was all he wanted to drink. Of course they put a cute lemon inside of it to make it fancier...and cost a dollar extra. The girls didn't look like they cared about money though. It made him curious to what they did.
"If Ezra were in theater, there would be many more deaf people around...and possibly blind" he teased his friend before the curly haired guy came to their table. Dory, Dorian, whatever his name was - wasn't happy. It was clear to see in the way he was raising his voice, and calling the girl names.
A small part of him was rather disappointed. He seemed like the girl's overprotective (possibly abusive) boyfriend. That thought was pushed aside when Jace's friend interjected with a mono toned remark, sounding not at all happy with the appearance of Dorian.
Times like these he was grateful for Ezra's humor. The small comment he made, Nathan could only laugh awkwardly at before nodding, listening to the order of Kelila before ordering himself.
"Can I get the Italian flatbread please?" he asked almost as a question, more than an order. He was never good at these things. The flatbread was the only thing on the menu he even knew. He gave Jace a small smile before handing his menu to the server. Slightly feeling bad by the interjection of her sibling.