Meridian

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

@Dirty Pretty Lies woah, that's a deep post. Can't wait to see the response

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

@Silent Observer Yay, save me from my post XP

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

@Dirty Pretty Lies Ack, I think I'm confused. XD thought they were outside. Alright, I'm going to keep a better grasp of things from now on

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Grant signed, watching Adelisa leave. The sway of her hips only stood out more in her bikini, and he shot a warning glance at the bartender, who watched her go with an appreciative look. "Don't even think about it," he growled. He ordered a double shot of vodka, sitting at the bar alone. Jareth and Hunter had headed back after Amelia and Delilah, which left him here. He didn't know where Adelisa had headed, and so sat at the bar morosely, not that he'd have followed her anyway. It looked like none of them were over their exes yet, and that was definitely a set up for some serious shit. The bartender nudged him and he looked up questioningly, then confused as he turned to where the guy was pointing. Adelisa was on the beach right in the line of the restaurant, smiling flirtatiously up at a heavily tattooed guy. Against his will, he felt his heart drop to his feet. Was that what she was into then? Looked like the breakup had been just what she needed.

Standing up, he stormed out of the restaurant and headed back to the condo, head spinning. He stopped when he saw Hunter and Amelia sitting outside the room opposite theirs. "I'm heading to the gym, let me know if you're heading out-" he said, his voice cold like it was when he was furious. It was a sign most of his friends took to mean not to mess with him. He stopped, noticing exactly what Amelia was wrapped up in. "Is that my blank- Whatever," he sighed, walking into their room and slamming the door behind him. He exited a few minutes later dressed to workout, a towel round his neck. He needed to let lose steam.

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

It's like 6PM here...

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

I think it'd be a bit out of character for Grant, but it'd be so awesome if it was him ^~^ xD

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

I'm interested, is this still open?

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Grant stared in disbelief as Delilah drenched Jareth with her martini. The two of them had never been exactly close- actually, none of Addie's friends had ever liked him all that much, less so after the breakup- but he'd never seen her that upset before. Amelia, Hunter's ex, left soon after she did, but not before giving Hunter a look that he wasn't sure how to describe. But inevitably, Grant's eyes drifted to Adelisa, who was... stripping? He watched her hand her shirt to some girl who walled away, and took a deep breath, resisting the urge to run back to the condo and get her something to wear. He didn't like the way some of the other guys at the restaurant had started to look at her.

He looked at his soaked friend. "Yeah, I think you do need a drink," he decided, walking over to the bar and ordering a shot of whiskey for the two of them- he didn't want Hunter getting any more inebriated, and he didn't look like he wanted to either. All the guys looked mostly stunned, unsure what to act now that their exes were here. He downed his shot in one go and turned to them. "I've got to talk to Adelisa," he said quickly and quietly, before moving to occupy the bar seat that had been Amelia's. "Can I count on you to not throw your drink at me?" He asked with a weak smile, looking at her. Jeez, seeing her was like a punch to the gut, especially with the upset look on her face. Friends, friends, that's what we are, he reminded himself. He could not touch her at all, not to comfort her of for anything else.

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Grant winked at the camera. "Question is, is this ready for me." He paused. "Okay, that doesn't really make sense."
"Don't do anything you wouldn't do? Great, so nothing smart." He teased Hunter, laughing at him as he moved to the real elevator. "Seriously, lay off the drink before you pass out on the floor. I'll be forced to leave you wherever that happens," he joked, leaning against the elevator wall and pressing the ground floor button. "I'm guessing tomorrow morning is for getting over the killer hangovers we're going to have, eh? I vote we see exactly everything this condo has to offer tomorrow."

The elevator dinged and the door opened onto the ground floor. Grant refrained from giving another low whistle; the place really was impressive. They walked outside, and he blinked. "Damn. That's bright. So there's a bunch of restaurants, are we just headi for the closest?" He asked.

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Grant's off duty from being the responsible one, so looks like Jar's in charge