HAPPY BDAY FUCK JOE BIDEN

[smokeeater]

BIRTHDAY BAR NITE

Wednesday night brings the Lobby a large influx of celebrants. It's Reggie and Beck's birthday! This is just a normal night at the bar functionally; unless otherwise noted, all characters will have to pay for their own drinks, although Ares will bully everyone to purchase them for the birthday kids. He made a very simple cake with a somewhat expired box mix, and didn't kill anyone while doing it, but there's not really enough for everyone. Sorry! At a certain point there are fireworks! This is the most basic ic/ooc in the whole world but have fun.

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OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Bunny + Reggie

[toughleaf]

"Honestly?" Reggie arcs her brows so high they almost disappear into her hair. "You kinda look like the sorta guy they'd take advantage of." She plops her back on the van roof so hard she can almost (but not quite) feel it, and rolls her head to squint up at Bunny. "Like... a nice kid low on options."

OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Bunny + Reggie

[youmightrabbit]

Yeah, okay. He can see that one, actually. That explanation tracks. Bunny blinks, logic of the assumption clicking nicely into place and settling better than any sort of neon-sign personality traits he needs to forcefully erase, and lets out an agreeable enough hum.

"Took the other option," he replies. "Incarceration."

OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Bunny + Reggie

[toughleaf]

"Ohhhhh, I also have strong opinions on the prison system, but it's moooostly a retread of the military yada yada." She swings her hand through the air to illustrate the further extent of the yadas.

"You weren't in when things, like, went," she whistles and points her hand down, down, down toward the van, "were you?"

OTHER WHITNEY AREAS: Bunny + Reggie

[youmightrabbit]

"Oh, yeah. Like it wasn't too bad or anything?" Meals. Roof. Stable daily routine. The usual advantages for low on options kids. God, yeah. No wonder why people think his ass was in the military. "But as an institution, it's pretty shit."

Bunny tracks the motion of her fingers, lips curling up wryly. That does just about sum it up, huh?

"Nah. Was in a house by then." Luckily. "Bet juvie went to shit, though."