Making our own fireworks - RP w/ Troy (bet_on_bolton)

[imnotamerica]

So they'd missed Fourth of July. Big whoop. It wasn't even celebrated in the land of kilts and tippable sheeps, and Troy had had other things to do. In California. That somehow related to angsty songs. In ways she didn't want to think about

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[bet_on_bolton]

Troy, it has to be said, is still feel fairly guilty over the July 4th, especially considering he'd spent the time whining about how sucky his had been. Being emo about other stuff is no excuse, and maybe considering the situation, he should have run back to his girlfriend and had snuggles or something. But Troy is a manly man and needs alone time to be.. manly and.. alone.

ANYWAY, whatever, the past is the past. He's going to see his girly now and that's what mattered!

He's still not used to the weird fairy dust fireplace traveling thing, so by the time he's arriving into the House of Tiny, Troy's doing his general totally smooth entrance of squinty eyes, coughing, flailing and stumbling out. Stumbling out and oooover some human shaped object that he assumes and mostly hopes is Jerri. Ow.

[imnotamerica]

Fortunately for Troy, it most definitely IS Jerri! While it admittedly hurts to be tripped over, the end result of that - Troy sprawled on the floor being all flaily and coughy - is more pleasing.

Jerri wastes no time in sitting on Troy's stomach, grinning triumphantly. "I've got you now. Bwahahaha."

[bet_on_bolton]

Coughcoughcough, and Jerri can have a slightly baffled and disorientated squinty eyebrow crease. But there's a grin once he's realized what the shit is actually going on. "Uh-oh."

He can think of worse places to be, rly, so he's not trying to escape any time soon.

[imnotamerica]

She's giggling and poking his nose again, cause that's fun. "Now you're like, totally at my mercy. Ell-oh-ell."