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"By guys, you mean Mason and Luke, right?" Noah voice sounded slightly muffled since his head was once more shoved into the refrigerator. It was probably his third time scouring it, but he saw nothing more than the pizza that was picked up on the way there. He flipped open the box and grabbed one of the cold pieces, sticking it in his mouth before closing the door. He replaced his hand on the slice of pizza and wandered over to the cooler, flipping over the top. He looked for the silver can and grabbed a Barq's root beer. Letting the lid fall on its own, he made sure it was closed fully by tapping it with the can of soda. Continuing on his expedition, he set his soda on the island and grabbed a paper towel, setting that next to the can and dropping his pizza into it. He remained quiet as he opened his soda and took a sip. Biting into his pizza slice, his bright blue eyes glanced up at Charlie and Brittany. "I don't fully believe that Hunter would want to go to the store, either. And if you need another lame excuse, I'm sure you ladies would need a good strong man to help carry the bags. And by strong, I mean lanky." His voice volume dropped at the last sentence, and to help muffle it, he brushed his sandy blonde hair out of his face. He made the assumption they'd probably giggle when he said he was 'a good strong man' since Noah was barely eighteen and didn't act close to his age. Many would still classify him as a boy, although he'd argue he was a teenager if one decided to call him anything short of a young adult. He'd probably lose the argument, but he would still attempt it.

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Her eyebrows raised slightly as Noah pooped down the pizza onto the paper towel her nose scrunching slightly. "You're eating it cold?" Despite the brunette's love of food one thing she had never been able to do was eat pizza cold. "You know I heard somewhere that gave you nightmares.." She commented before pulling another pretzel from the bag. Of course Charlie wasn't sure the credibility of it. In fact she didn't even remember where she'd heard it from now. For all she knew she might have remembered it from an episode of Zack and Cody. (thats where Fascai remembered it from holla) Noah was right in one thing- Hunter probably wouldn't want to tag along to buy food. If anything she'd follow along with Luke or Mason. They wouldn't be up for grocery shopping either Charlie figured. His second part made her laugh. "By good strong man you mean Mason and Luke, right?" She asked, mimicking his sentence from earlier, a teasing tone in her voice. "If you come with us and you're good we might get you a Happy Meal or something." So Noah was the jokester of the group, but Charlie liked to have a little fun messing around with people every now and then, too.

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Noah shrugged. "Life can be a nightmare but we keep living it." He replied, realizing afterwards how pessimistic that must have sounded. "Wow, that was really dark. Silly me." He bite into the pizza again, scrunching his Jose playfully as she mentioned how Mason and Luke were strong men. "That's exactly what I mean." He responses easily. A joyful laugh escaped his body as se mentioned getting him a Happy Meal if he were good. He dropped his pizza onto the paper towel and fling his arms into the air. "Hell yes!" He squeaked delightedly. "Nothing screams manliness more than Happy Meals." Suddenly, his eyes flickered brightly as he came up with an idea. "We should have a giant bonfire! With lots of food and a little mini party to celebrate spring break." If they went through with it, he'd probably bring his guitar so they could play music if they really wanted to.
While waiting for a reaction, whether happy with the idea or hating it passionately, he reached over and grabbed a few pretzels, dropping them onto his paper towel beside his pizza. He studied the two food items closely, sipping his root beer curiously. He set down the can and picked up a pretzel, setting it on top of the pizza and taking a bite. He wasn't quite sure whether he regretted his little experiment or not, since he'd eaten worse in the past. Mostly on dares, but some of them were due to curiosity like his pizza and pretzel tasting. After a few moments of chewing thoughtfully, he looked up at Charlie and Brittany, shrugging softly. "Not bad." He commented simply.

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"That was deep." The brunette noted, taking a small sip of her Pepsi. She was honestly just expecting some silly reply about how if he got nightmares he'd go crawl in bed with one of the guys or something. His reaction to getting a Happy Meal on good behaviour drew a laugh from her lips. "Yeah, a McDonald's Happy Meal screams manliness.. Not so sure about that." More like screams "I-have-the-mentality-of-a-five-year-old-how-about-you?" Just imagine the cashier's face when she walked up to him and ordered a 4 piece nugget meal with a toy and chocolate milk for an eighteen year old. They'd leave the store with quiet a few strange glares directed their way. "You'd get plenty of numbers." Charlie commented sarcastically, noticing his expression brighten a little. Oh God, what's he got going on in that head of his now? "A bonfire? That's not that bad of an idea.. as long as we get marshmallows of course." She watched curiously as he took a few pretzels from the bag, and plopped them down on his papertowel. She'd contemplated pulling the bag away, but they were his after all, and even if she did he'd end up with them somehow. "We need to head to the store then before it gets too late, huh?" Realization set in as to what exactly he'd been trying to do after setting one of the pretzels ontop of the cold, half-eaten slice of pizza, and she scrunched her nose as he took a bite. "I worry about you sometimes."

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[ hiiii i'll post when I get home cause i'm in nyc right now. ]

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{ 'scrunching his Jose' guys, his nose has a name....
Sorry for the shortness •_•
NYC? How fun.

Noah smirked mischievious. "But of course. Ladies would be lining down the block." He replied playfully. As she mentioned marshmallows, the smirk that marked his face widened. "No way we wouldn't have them. They would be any marshmallow either. They'd have to be the jumbo ones. Anything else just wouldn't be fitting." He commented. He pulled out his phone and checked the time after easing to the store was mentioned. "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea. Besides, the quicker we get back, the quicker we can get to the beach so I can find as many ways to make people uncomfortable as possible. How many people do you think would catch a stranger if they randomly fell?" He asked, genuinely curious. It was definitely some stupid idea he had that would probably end with him getting hurt somehow.
As soon as Charlie mentioned how she worried about him sometimes, that boyish, dimpled grin of his appear. "Aww Charmander, you do care!" He flung his hand up to his chest, right above where his heart was. He began to fan himself, almost as if he were going to cry tears of joy.

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;; I'm jealous because I'm sitting in an apartment with a whole bunch of dogs and that sounds like a lot more fun ;-; and I saw that earlier and I was like "hahahah wait what" & sorry I think my writer's block is contagious or something do they have writer's block vaccines

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"Or they could run down the block. Far, far away." Charlie rolled up the bag of pretzels and pushed them farther onto the counter so that they couldn't fall off. The first few times the bag would unroll, but she'd finally got it to stay in place. Sliding the can along the counter she hopped off of the barstool a smirk on her face. "Oh, okay, so you're going to be that guy?" She contemplated questioning him, but decided against it rather fast. Either way it wasn't going to make much sense. It usually never did. This was Noah, afterall. "Uh, probably one out of every ten. Rolling her eyes with a slight smirk on her face, the brunette shook her head towards his attempt at acting "touched". "If I don't then who will?" She questioned teasingly before turning around to the counter where she'd slung her keys earlier upon her arrival. She'd left her wallet in the glovebox of the car. Charlotte wasn't one to carry around a purse. They were far too bulky for her taste. Instead she usually just threw her things somewhere she knew she'd be able to come back and find them later, and when she went out she just carried a wallet and stored the rest of her things in her pocket. Besides, if she was to carry a purse it'd probably end up with loads of things she didn't really need. Keeping things in her pocket usually restricted her from doing so. "We're going to the store if you want anything text me!" She called up the steps, not really sure if anyone was listening to hear her or not, but if they weren't then they obviously didn't need anything, huh? After a moment of silence and no calls back down the steps, she turned towards Noah. "Ready?"

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mood;; happy, restless
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OOC;; yeah, writer's block >.<

Noah sat patiently, or as patient as he could be, while Charlie went to the stairs to inform the others of their department. He started dancing softly, biting his lip as he moved his head softly. He started really getting into his 'awesome' dance moves as Charlie reappeared in the kitchen. "Born ready!" He replied, gathering his garbage and putting it in the bin. He made wandered, or more so scurried, over to Charlie and hopped to the spot beside her. "Do I get to ride shot gun, or are you gonna banish me to the back and chauffeur me around?" He asked, bright blue eyes shining with mischief. It seemed he was a little too excited to be going to the store. While he wasn't bouncing off the walls in a literal manner, it was darn near close to it. That was shown most once he left the house. Upon reaching the outside area, he was close to skipping to the car. He did have the idea, but he quickly dismissed it when he noticed one of the neighbors looking out their window at him. Instead, he jumped into the air, hitting the sides of his feet together and landing about as smoothly as a dog deer hopping through deep water.

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Charolette flicked the locks on the front door and pulled it open, her keys jingling at her side with the smallest of movements. She only had three keys on it, the rest was just a dumb collection of pointless keychains."Born ready to go to the grocery store..?" A light laugh passed through her lips as she made her way out the door, the heat racing to meet her. The sudden contact after leaving the comfort of the cool air conditioner from inside the house made a ripple move down her spine. The heat was something she'd have to get used to here. Lucky their house sat on the beach or she'd probably never leave the house. "It doesn't matter. We left your carseat back at home.." She commented jokingly, bringing them back to the earlier conversation of Happy Meals. Her eyes fell to her hand, lifting it so she could spot the car key. Lightly tapping the 'unlock' button twice, Charolette made her way to the driver's side door, a smirk perking at the ends of her lips towards her friend's sudden burst of energy. How low had he been holding all that in? It was almost like watching a five year on Easter Sunday after finding his Easter basket. By the time it's one in the afternoon their eyes are huge and can't stop twitching because they're so hyped up. The only difference was Noah wasn't five, he was eighteen, and he hadn't had any candy to Charlie's knowledge. Definitely staying away from the candy isle while we're there. Pulling the door open to her car, she slid into the seat and turned the key in the ignition. Once the car was running the radio started blasting through the speakers from Charlie's drive here. She turned the knob so that the volume was nearly all the way down before looking over towards the hyper Noah. "Get in loser, we're going shopping."

;; I felt like the Mean Girls quote was necessary.

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"well, there's the beach. we could go there." i requested taking off my beanie and threw it onto the bed. i ran my hand through my hair and flicked it around quickly. "there's also the board walk we could go there. or the boulevard, there's a bunch of shops and stuff. we could also go grocery shopping since there's no food in this place."

i finished packing the last of my things, and grabbed a pair of basketball shorts look at hunter. "turn around or close your eyes." i said as i began to change into the pants.

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[ sorry it's short I'm on my phone. ]