Post by DORIAN TULLY on Jan 29, 2020 1:25:53 GMT -5
Oh hell yeah. They were going to have so much fun! Pizza! Beer! Crisps! The possibilities were endless, people! He had a lot of friends that he considered family and spent many a night drinking and raising hell with them into the wee hours of the morning, but there was something thrilling about being able to do that with his biological family. There was a certain level of comfort there that came with how close they'd all been throughout their lives, and he was getting old enough to be able to appreciate the times when they could all be together. Sure, he spent a lot of time with them individually - lived with Hector, had weekly pizza nights with Teddy, worked with Sebastian, sometimes saw his sister - but it wasn't too often that their schedules would align perfectly and everybody could be in the same room at once. Unfortunately for Sebastian, his place had been assigned as the designated party center. He had the space and it meant that Hector wouldn't have the option of just hiding in his own bedroom all night. Dorian was testing his strength and stamina that day, carefully cradling a stack of pizza boxes on one arm while holding two six packs of beer in the other hand. His muscles and joints started to burn under the weight of everything as he bounded up to Sebastian's door, but the suffering would be well worth it once everything was settled and he had that cheesy goodness in his mouth. With some contortion and what he considered to be his Herculean strength, Dorian managed to twist the doorknob without ever setting down the packs of beer. He was an artist. His foot kicked into the door, flinging it open to announce his arrival. Dorian triumphantly raised the packs of beer that were threatening to dislocate his fingers. "Lads! I've got beer!" He hoped other people brought more beer, honestly. It was only mid-day and he didn't expect twelve beers to last more than an hour or two. Not with him and Teddy there, anyway. He moved deeper into the room and placed the pizza boxes on the counter, shaking his arm to stretch it after the effort. "I didn't know what everybody wanted, so I just got loads," he grinned, gesturing to the boxes before spinning around to put the beer in the fridge. "Did anybody get donuts? I really hope there's donuts." His eyes flickered across the counter at the food that was already piling up for the gathering. "It'll be a shit party if there's no donuts."
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