SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK (SOAP)
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yes very nice
is it her recent posts
yes beautiful
Ronnie laughed somewhat, growing excited and joyful when he heard the familiar knock at the door. He scrambled to get to it in order to let his best friend in. He called for Veronica, feeling that she should be there to greet Mitchell, as well. He hoped that she wouldn't be judgemental of Mitchell or anything that he had done. That would run the reunion.
Mitchell stood directly outside of the door, anxiety settling in his chest. What if he wasn't wanted here? What if he was not approved of? What of he was made fun of or hurt or? He sighed, turning on his heels and trying to decide if he should run back home while he had the chance. -
^.^
Yesh.
KK :3
Is Veronica going to be judgmental over him? I can make her if it fits better.
Veronica smiled widely and walked over towards Ronnie and stood by his side. She looked up at Ronnie and nodded at him. "I'm excited to meet him," she says.
Emma stood back behind the two. She felt that if she were to stand there next to them, she would overwhelm Mitchell and not make in feel welcome, so she stood behind them. -
:)
yus
in the movie, it's really over the fact he wore a jersey to a dinner party
Ronnie flung the door open, being welcomed by the back of Mitchell. "Mitchell, buddy!" Mitchell jumped and turned, realizing that there was no going back at that moment. He gave a polite smile, giving two hellos. One was aimed at Veronica and the other at Ronnie. His eyes showed the fear of rejection and he owned a slight tremor, but otherwise, he seemed alright.
Ronnie busted out with a, "DeSean McCoy? Epic Jersey, dude!" -
kk i gets it :3
Veronica returned the greeting but her eyes flickered to Mitchell's jersey. Her smile wavered a little and her eyes returned to Mitchell's face. "A jersey?" she asks, hiding all hints of disgust from her voice.
From behind Ronnie and Veronica, Emma stood there, a small smile on her lips. She didn't know what to do, and she felt odd, and out of place. She cleared her throat and took a few steps forward, hoping to be a part of the warm welcome. -
bootiful
Mitchell glanced down at his jersey, and then back up at the couple. "My dad gave it to me. I figured why not wear something special to something special?" It was a save that Mitchell was used to finding. Ronnie let out a hoot and grabbed him, pulling him into the home.
"You go, man!" Ronnie exclaimed patting his friend on the shoulder. When he noticed Emma, he told him, with a grin still clouding his expression, "And that is Emma. She's Veronica's sister." Mitchell gave a small 'oh' and waved to the new person. -
*stalks*
Veronica felt that a jersey was not something to wear at a nice dinner party, even if it was special. As much as she hated that he wore that, she didn't want to start off the night on a sour note, so she kept her mouth shut.
Emma smiled, glad she was noticed because she was begging to feel really awkward and out of place. "Hello," she said in a happy tone. -
stalking my ass aint gonna pay child support
Mitchell's eyes flickered to the floor and then back up at the girl, who he found to be quite attractive. He wouldn't ever say that, however, since he had a wife that he would be seeing very soon. Or so he thought. Instead, he told her his name, "I'm Mitchell," and when he announced this, he felt idiotic. "Ronnie probably told you already."
Ronnie gave Mitchell a silly, friendly look that said "good job". The male chuckled under his breath and stuck one hand out to Emma, hoping for a handshake. He kept his soft face, not wishing to scare her or the other two. -
wait wut. o.O
s---...
Emma laughed at Mitchell and took a few steps forward. "Yeah, Ronnie's told me," Emma states through a laugh while taking Mitchell's out stretched hand. "You two seem to be good friends," she then states.
Somehow she got the feeling that Mitchell was embarrassed, or that he felt idiotic. She did her best to make him laugh; make him feel better at least. -
ikr so get wurking
"We are," Ronnie chipped in. A flash of joy struck Mitchell's face, his mood completely happy once again. The idea that he still had friends after what he'd done was overwhelming in the best way possible. He gave a few shakes to Emma's hand, glancing around the home.
He took notice of the many expensive items popping up here and there, and he realized how much more successful Ronnie and Veronica were. This did mot Hinder his mood, as he would not let it. It was necessary to prove that he was alright even when ge refused to take his medication. -
when did I turn into a mother.
"When you were raped by Icee, Evan, and Leah"
...
right...
xD inside joke, inside joke back when I was a newer newb.
Emma laughed when she saw Mitchell smile and she slowly took her hand back and let it rest at her side. Veronica cleared her throat and interrupted the happy friend reunion. "So, shall we move to the dining room?" she questioned. -
oh s--- mah homie o:
"Of course." He then recalled the flowers in his hand. "These are for you, by the way," he said, holding the bunch out to the couple. Ronnie did not take it as he always thought Veronica was the one to accept gifts.
Mitchell stared them down, proud of himself for even buying a gift when he had just left the facility. He had seen the roses and completely fell in love, buying them once he saw them. -
Wow, at some point, I was "raped" by all my friends...
hmm...
Oh, and dark is looking for you on a thread.
When Veronica noticed that Ronnie wasn't taking the roses she reached her hands out and took the roses herself; ignoring their beauty. "These are wonderful Mitchell, thank you, I'll go but these in a vase," she says while turning to the kitchen. "Nice to see the man who wore a jersey actually has some manners..." she muttered under her breath while walking away.
"Those roses are really beautiful Mitchell," Emma says. "Where did you buy them?" -
JESUS UR LIFE IS SAD DX
tenks
Even though he knew thar Veronica didn't think that he heard her, he really did. This did, in fact, damper his spirits to a certain extent. His cheeks went pink, but that was the only visible sign of his hurt.
He then put his focus to Emma, explaining where and how he got the flowers. "I got them from Jupiter's Florist, since that's where I remember Ronnie mentioning he bought Veronica's wedding flowers. I figured that I should get them some, ya know? It's a dinner party and all." -
wow I so late.
Emma laughed, giggled even. "Well, I think it's very sweet that you did that for them. Well, anyways, shall we sit?"
Veronica walked in from the kitchen, the flowers Mitchell had given them were now in a vase. She walked over to the table and carefully set them down on the table. -
dats alright
Mitchell only nodded politely, turning towards the table and taking his seat. He wasn't too positive of where to sit, at first, but he eventually chose one of the ends seats. Once he did this, he stared at the flowers in the vase for a moment. The certain way they were placed, the color of the roses...
He pulled his focus away from that vase, knowing that if he continued to watch them like he did, he would have an outburst. And having an outburst meant a write-up on the restraining order that had been ordered. And then, a write-up meant a longer time away from Layla. And a longer time away from Layla meant a longer time away from an inkling of pure joy.
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