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[teetheyes]

Nice party. Still a lot of asskissing with no stripper in sight. Who knew those guys had it in them.

Private to the Bluebird

Don't stand me up, hotshot.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Why would I do that?

[from the door]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Leaning back in his chair, jacket removed and his sleeves rolled up.]

All those people fawning over the band leader, how many autographs did you sign?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

None.

[cross the room]

But I did meet some nice people.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You're such a celebrity people are too shy to ask.

[Pushing a chair out for Blue.]

Anyone interesting?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[sits down]

Miss Yuuko Ichihara! She seemed pretty friendly. And I talked to Fly, of course.

Gabriel tried to talk to me.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I saw him standing around like the snob he is.

[Brief interest.]

Yuuko? The witch?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Yep. She was really very friendly!

[reaches for his hand to give it a kiss]

Thank you for taking care of me yesterday.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't sweat it, Almond Joy.

[Quirking a brow for the kiss, turning his fingers to tap Blue's lips.]

I think I owe you a dance.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You do, but I want to swing dance!

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Time and place.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I have to heal, first.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Leaning forward to press his hand to Blue's chest gently.]

Should I say your rhyme again?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

No, that's okay.

[stands and gives Cori a kiss on his way to the kitchen]

Is there anything to eat?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I stole what I could. Some hors d'oeuvres, a brick of camembert, a plate of fruit and walnuts, and a bowl of tiramisu.

[Need not ask how he smuggled them all out.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Bad Cori.

[grabs the bowl and two spoons, and sit back down before going at it]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It's free, not like they said you have to eat it there.

[Shrug, smirk. Then he remembers.]

Don't report me to your boss or anything.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[eat]

Of course not. My boss already doesn't like you very much.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Hand out for a spoon.]

Why's that?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Probably because he knows you kissed his fiancee.

[hand, but kiss first!]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Kiss for the spoon! But he freezes before digging in.]

... And he doesn't want to kill me?

[Now how does BLUE know he wonders.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[pauses]

Wait.

You did?

I was just joking!

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[The first spoonful hits the side of his mouth instead.]

What? I mean.

[Brushing the cocoa powder off.]

So was I.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[blink]

...are you lying?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Spoonful first, to stall. Swallow.]

About which part.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

...you really did kiss Styles.