L: -shudders- Old habits, you know. I'm more concerned with how it might go to his head... can't imagine where I might get /that/ idea.

'Scuse me boys. -stands up and wanders across lobby to Lawry.

-Fidgets nervously- This.... creature... -points at Hans- He, he isn't going to... hug me... is he?

No dear, he's more likely to try to eat you. He doesn't know you, so you're food, not a cuddle buddy. I'm a cuddle buddy, and hence, less likely to be food. -turns attention to lawry- Now then, that's quite enough talk of that horrid monster. Drink your tea love, I'll duck into the hotel's pantry and get you some biscuits to go with it. Anyone else? Biscuits? Chips? Bacon?

L: Oh dear you mentioned bacon.

M: 'sup.

L: Now you've done it.

M: Who said bacon? Oh! This place. I kinda... remember this place. You jerks are new though. Me and this place? We go waaay back. Like... three years, dude. We tight.

-Waves- Hi Martin. I'd hug you, but I'm married now. Nice to see you again though.

Oh. It's him. I've seen him in your head. -shudders- I wonder, does brother know what... no no. Mustn't say. Might be ill.

M: -hands up, shaking head in defeat- Well, I ain't touchin' this. Fuck's my bacon?

-scoffs- Rude.

Hey now, he's right you know, you're being very rude. You'll have to ask me nicely if you want me to make you some bacon.

M: -eyes skeptically, and spends far too much time contemplating whether 'please' is worth a pretty lady making him bacon- -furrows brow, caterpillar dance.- Please may I have some bacon.

H: I'm a potato. =O

Of course you are sweety. -tussles both Han's and Gregory's hair simultaneously while walking by them to head to the kitchen then pauses in doorway.- Well? Are you going to come give me a hand or are you going to stand there looking like a cloud of smoke?

Hey hey hey!!!! *huggles* That's great I'm glad to hear it!! How old is she now? I'm doing fairly well - I am now a college graduate - not done with school, but done with that part - on to the 4 year University now! ABOUT Time!!

M: -caterpillar wave, sleazy grin, and dreamily follows-

H: =O >w<

L: This has to be the strangest assemblage of people to be in the same room together. -glares at the elephant in the corner- You're to keep a 6 metre distance from me at all possible times, Sharp

-pops head back out of the kitchen- HI HOPEY! Glad to hear school is going well. Did you get married yet? My daughter is already 3, can you believe it? Smart as a whip too. Forgive us, we're having a bit of a multiplicitous moment here. All our characters are out in full force, so lemmy give you the full introduction. You remember me of course, the fabulous Swansy. -bows- Over there, the dark haired young man on the floor with the heavy British accent is my darling brother Gregory.

-hops to feet and bows- Good evening. It is my sincere pleasure to make you're acquaintance miss.

Sitting beside him his Hans. Yes, he is always shirtless. Yes, he thinks he's a potato. And yes, he is a cannibal. Han's dear, you may not eat Hope. The fabulously dressed blonde Brit lurking by the coffee and tea display in the breakfast nook is my husband Lawrence, and the dark cloud buzzing about with his turtleneck and the unlit cigarette in his mouth is Martin.

H: -waves excitedly- This one smells like twitchiness. -indicates Gregory- >w<

Sadly not married - broke up with my fiancee two summers ago - that's a long story, but we're trying to work things out - try to re-build out friendship. Things have come to light that make things make sense now. He is Gay and didn't know how to tell me, and that's why he kept on finding reasons to put off the wedding. *sigh* But I do have a friend who is interested in a relationship with me, only thing that bothers me is that he is 12 years older than me. [sweat] But he likes me and I do like him, but I don't know. *sigh* We're not pushing things, if something happens, it happens.

And woah! That is crazy that she is three! O.o Where did the years go!!!?!

Nice to meet you as well Gregory! =] *waves around the room at everyone* Nice to meet you all as well -- Hans, Lawrence, and Martin. =]

Damn, that's quite a story. At least you're still trying to be friends. That can be... really hard. >_>


H: -waves excitedly still-
L: -dismissive wave-
M: -doesn't respond. Bacon.-

Hyena: Ehhh, there are days where I just get pissed at him, and refuse to talk still - but it took us almost a full year for me to actually listen to him. Because I was the one who broke up with him. But honestly, I do miss him because I didn't just lose my fiancee, I lost my best friend as well. He was just out here, for a few days, and he said he wanted to see me, I tried to get him to tell me when would be a good time for me to try to come and see him or to meet up and he kept on giving me answers like "dunno." and "not sure." like short abrupt answers. I don't know if I can keep going like this. Because as much as I miss him - I'm tired of being treated like I am the one who is always there, because I am, but it doesn't mean he can treat me like this. -.-

*randomly throws some bacon at Martin*

Oh wow Nemo, that is heartwrenching. -leaves Martin alone in the kitchen to smell the cooking bacon while she leaves to go hug Nemo-

I just hate it - because he should know that he could have told me, sure it'd have been hard, but it probably wouldn't be this hard. I just don't know anymore, and part of me wonders if it was me. Or what did I do? *hugs Swansie* It does hurt, and I hate it. And I miss him, so much! :(

Aye-me... boys. No matter what their sexuality, they're horrible with conflict management. Give it some time, though. It took one of my friends a year or so before we could talk again when something... similar happened.I would let him alone about it, hard as that is.

M: -catches bacon midair- Hey, is this like in a one of those lucid dream things where if I wanted to I could float up into the air and catch bacon with my teeth if I wanted to? Because that'd be pretty cool.

L: I can't believe you actually asked this question.

Oh, it's been about a year and a half now that we've been broken up. And it took me just less than a year -- well rather 9 months to actually hear his side of the story, because I was just tired of him and his stupidity... *sighs* There are days where I just want to head smack him. Maybe that'd knock some sense into him?

But honestly - I don't care that he's Gay - I've got no problem with that, what I have a problem with is, that the fact that he knew that he was gay for ages, from what he told me he's known for years - even before we got together - but he was trying to hide it, and he was afraid of what I'd say. He knows I'd be ok with it. I grew up with a Gay uncle, and I am 100% fine with it. *sighs*

M: Violence. Always violence.

L: No, no, don't give her that sort of advice. It only exasperates things.

M: Exasper-what?

Not that it'd be worth it - he lives across the country from me, and I like haven't seen him in going on 2 years now. *sighs* Stupid man. -.-

-gives Nemo a kissy on the cheek- Hans, cuddle Nemo. She needs hugs right now. I need to go make more bacon. -hooks arm around Martins and leads him back to the kitchen.- Come on flying man. Let's go make you a bacon sammich before you float off.

-cringes- Did Sissy really just say "sammich"?

Cuddles are definitely nice and never turned away. [yes]

*Chuckles slightly* Yes, Gregory, your sister did say Sammich.

M: Sammich is totally a word, twerp. -floats contentedly around Swansie-

H: -curls up on Nemo's lap-

*Pets Hans head*

So, what is new with all of you? Anything?