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( In which everyone gets a bit closer to being paired off, 'cause this is a romantic comedy )
[ooc: for one, or for phone calls. We are so very near through canon, woo!]
[ooc: for one, or for phone calls. We are so very near through canon, woo!]
Priestly was just about buzzing. He was hanging out in one of his favorite places with three of his favorite ladies, and his best friend would be arriving momentarily to spend a whole week hanging out. He was pretty sure he'd gone from excited to completely obnoxious about three hours ago, but even Tish was just looking kind of amused at him.
When he was distracted enough to burn the sub he was making for Piper for dinner, he groaned sheepishly. "Sorry," he said. "I'm a little. . . ."
"It's cool." Piper grinned back. "I'm excited, too. I'm really looking forward to meeting her."
"I told you you look like --"
"Your friend Karla, yeah," Piper said. She patted him on the shoulder. "So I'm all set for all the weird looks that Dinah will give me."
Priestly doubted that.
[ooc: for one. Content warning: homophobia, misogyny, and domestic violence, and other bits of nastiness. Tad sucks.]
When he was distracted enough to burn the sub he was making for Piper for dinner, he groaned sheepishly. "Sorry," he said. "I'm a little. . . ."
"It's cool." Piper grinned back. "I'm excited, too. I'm really looking forward to meeting her."
"I told you you look like --"
"Your friend Karla, yeah," Piper said. She patted him on the shoulder. "So I'm all set for all the weird looks that Dinah will give me."
Priestly doubted that.
[ooc: for one. Content warning: homophobia, misogyny, and domestic violence, and other bits of nastiness. Tad sucks.]
It was a slow day at the sandwich shop, which was probably for the best, since Priestly was too jazzed for Dinah coming to town for Spring Break to really concentrate on cooking anything. Instead, he was perched on the counter, doing one of his absolute favorite things: regaling Piper and Jen with his conspiracy theories.
"I'm just saying," he said. "Cobain wasn't trying to leave this world. He was just trying to leave Courtney."
Jen nodded. "I'll buy it." Priestly grinned at her. They'd for the most part made up after the whole ditching Fuzzy thing. Priestly understood, after all. He just wished he didn't have to.
Tish came in, slipping her sunglasses up on her head and not really looking at any of them, and Priestly's smile vanished.
( Cut for vaguely implied domestic violence )
And like that, by unspoken agreement, they let it pass.
For now, anyway.
[ooc: establishy, scene riffed straight from canon, as I enter into the final stretch of my catch-up!]
"I'm just saying," he said. "Cobain wasn't trying to leave this world. He was just trying to leave Courtney."
Jen nodded. "I'll buy it." Priestly grinned at her. They'd for the most part made up after the whole ditching Fuzzy thing. Priestly understood, after all. He just wished he didn't have to.
Tish came in, slipping her sunglasses up on her head and not really looking at any of them, and Priestly's smile vanished.
( Cut for vaguely implied domestic violence )
And like that, by unspoken agreement, they let it pass.
For now, anyway.
[ooc: establishy, scene riffed straight from canon, as I enter into the final stretch of my catch-up!]
Tags:
- canon catch up,
- ic,
- jen,
- piper,
- tish
Priestly habitually slammed his way in and out of the sandwich shop, so it wasn't a surprise when he did so, today.
The vengeance with which he slammed his way in was. He couldn't help it, not when he saw that Piper, Tish, and Jen were all already there, and yet he hadn't heard word one about how last night had gone.
"Alright!" He tried to ignore how Jen flinched. "I've been sitting by the phone, waiting, wondering, I demand a full report. I want all the details. What happened?"
( Weirdly, it was Tish who came over. )
And he turned and walked away again, hands shoved deep down in his pockets. He'd have to make his way back to the grill eventually -- he was scheduled to work closing with Jen even -- but for now, he just . . . couldn't.
He'd really thought Jen understood. What hope was there for any of them if she didn't?
[ooc: melodramatic Priestly is melodramatic. Scene riffed completely from canon. Open for phone calls on SP, as I'm about to run out the door for the evening.]
The vengeance with which he slammed his way in was. He couldn't help it, not when he saw that Piper, Tish, and Jen were all already there, and yet he hadn't heard word one about how last night had gone.
"Alright!" He tried to ignore how Jen flinched. "I've been sitting by the phone, waiting, wondering, I demand a full report. I want all the details. What happened?"
( Weirdly, it was Tish who came over. )
And he turned and walked away again, hands shoved deep down in his pockets. He'd have to make his way back to the grill eventually -- he was scheduled to work closing with Jen even -- but for now, he just . . . couldn't.
He'd really thought Jen understood. What hope was there for any of them if she didn't?
[ooc: melodramatic Priestly is melodramatic. Scene riffed completely from canon. Open for phone calls on SP, as I'm about to run out the door for the evening.]
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The good thing about Trucker was, when Priestly decided at closing time that he didn't really want to go home to his place knowing that Jen and the girls were off meeting Fuzzy and he would just be sitting on his ass, he didn't even have to ask. Trucker hitched a ride in Priestly's crappy jeep and invited him in for a beer.
"You're old enough to drink, right?" Trucker asked.
"Legally?"
Trucker snorted, then gave Priestly the beer bottle, then flopped down into the other beanbag chair. ( And then it was time to share their feelings )
"When did we get so emotionally mature?" Priestly wondered. "We're dudes, aren't we supposed to, like, bottle our shit up and grunt a lot?"
"Please, that's just what the Man wants you to think."
Priestly nodded again. "Right on, man, right on."
[ooc: missing scene, if you will, of canon. What Trucker and Priestly get up to while Jen has her big speech in Moral Bay. Open for phone calls, so long as you're down with the SP shuffle.]
"You're old enough to drink, right?" Trucker asked.
"Legally?"
Trucker snorted, then gave Priestly the beer bottle, then flopped down into the other beanbag chair. ( And then it was time to share their feelings )
"When did we get so emotionally mature?" Priestly wondered. "We're dudes, aren't we supposed to, like, bottle our shit up and grunt a lot?"
"Please, that's just what the Man wants you to think."
Priestly nodded again. "Right on, man, right on."
[ooc: missing scene, if you will, of canon. What Trucker and Priestly get up to while Jen has her big speech in Moral Bay. Open for phone calls, so long as you're down with the SP shuffle.]
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"I don't know, man," Priestly was saying. "I just really have the urge to watch a whole bunch of reality TV."
"What, like The Bachelor?" Tish asked.
"Mythbusters," Jen guessed.
"I like Food Network," said Piper. When they all looked at her, she shrugged. "What? I like to cook."
Priestly shook himself. "Man, that will never stop being weird." He grinned. "You know, we should totally do our own reality show. Like The Real World or Big Brother only with subs --"
He was cut off by the bell over the door. Two polo shirted, schwoopy haired preppy looking dudes walked in, paused in the doorway, and lifted their sunglasses.
"Oh look," Priestly muttered. ( "Synchronized douchebags." )
[ooc: second half ripped right out of canon. Open for SP phone calls and the like.]
"What, like The Bachelor?" Tish asked.
"Mythbusters," Jen guessed.
"I like Food Network," said Piper. When they all looked at her, she shrugged. "What? I like to cook."
Priestly shook himself. "Man, that will never stop being weird." He grinned. "You know, we should totally do our own reality show. Like The Real World or Big Brother only with subs --"
He was cut off by the bell over the door. Two polo shirted, schwoopy haired preppy looking dudes walked in, paused in the doorway, and lifted their sunglasses.
"Oh look," Priestly muttered. ( "Synchronized douchebags." )
[ooc: second half ripped right out of canon. Open for SP phone calls and the like.]
Tags:
- canon catch up,
- ic,
- jen,
- piper,
- santa cruz,
- the tad,
- tish
