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[nohybriddadno]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHEN: Day 6, Night!
WHERE: Around the city!
WHAT: A mingle with fireworks!

[Tonight Coba seems to be having a massive street party, there's music and fireworks and maybe a few hungry vampires looking for prey. What are YOU doing about it?]

Comments

[keymash]

For a pretty girl like that? Yeah.

[bloodymess]

[he is totally turning this all into a drape, yep]

Listen, when you grow up and fall in love with a girl, and she loves you back, you don't have to worry about that kind of thing anymore. [supernatural cockblocks notwithstanding]

[keymash]

[ Yeah his life sucks in the romance department, he's Peter Parker ]

Yeah, not buying it.

[bloodymess]

[he sighs. For once he's being honest and no one believes him]

You don't have to buy it, but it's the truth.

[keymash]

Uh-huh. Aren't you a little old to be hanging out with high schoolers?

[bloodymess]

I'm not that old, don't make me reconsider being nice.

[keymash]

How old are you then?

[bloodymess]

Twenty-four.

[keymash]

Yeah, that's . . . old.

[bloodymess]

You're odd.

[keymash]

Look who's talking.

[bloodymess]

I don't exactly screen people for what age they are before they talk to them, kid.

[keymash]

Sounds like a problem.

[bloodymess]

You don't talk to people often, do you.

[keymash]

Not strangers, no.

[bloodymess]

[still leaning/draping on Peter, Damon brings a hand around to shake]

Damon. Now we're not strangers.

[keymash]

[ wow, this is really happening ]

Peter. Peter Parker.

[bloodymess]

—seriously?

[keymash]

Uh, yeah? I know it rhymes a little.

[bloodymess]

[if he sucks Spiderman's blood does he become Spiderman, serious questions by Damon Salvatore]

That - yeah. Right, rhyming.

[keymash]

. . . Something up?

[bloodymess]

Nope, just caught up on the rhyming.

[keymash]

. . . Uh-huh.

[bloodymess]

Anyway! Now we're not strangers, and you can stop saying it's weird.

[keymash]

Oookay?