Thread for still_soserious and breezy_playboy

[emmawright]

Emma ducked out of the cab she had taken to their home, paying the driver the proper amount of fare and telling him to have a nice afternoon before he drove off. She shielded her eyes and looked up at Simon's house, her brows raising. Apparently he was quite well off. Well, his fathers were at least. It didn't bother her, though. Emma wasn't one to

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[breezy_playboy]

Monty raced down the hall as soon as the bell rang, simply because Simon had told him to stay out of the way while his friend was over. He grinned as he pulled open the door. His eyes traveled up the trim form of the girl revealed. How his queer-as-hell brother managed to hang out with all the hot girls, he'd never know. "Hi there," he said, flashing his most charming smile.

[emmawright]

Emma quirked a brow at the young man. "And you must be Monty," she said with a smile and a soft English accent. She wouldn't hold it against him that he was acting like the jerks on campus. He was younger, after all.

Her hand went out. "Emma. Pleasure to meet you." Still, her tone was quiet and gentle.

[still_soserious]

Simon had started downstairs as soon as he heard the doorbell, but he heard Monty's footsteps ahead of him. Crap. He hurried down, but it was too late. "Okay, twerp, out of the way," he said, coming up behind him. He grabbed his brother's shoulder and tugged him back. "Hi, Emma," he said with a wry smile.

[breezy_playboy]

"Twerp?" He glared at his brother. After a minute, he cleared his face of the expression and smiled at Emma, much more sweetly and less smarmy than the last one. "If you get tired of Sir Bores-A-Lot over here, I'll be around. Seriously, you'll probably need a break."