Movie night. (Everyone!)

[Ellie Mankelow]

Ellie really wanted all of her new friends to bond. She wanted Sienna to meet Sean, and plus she wouldn't mind making Jersey a little jealous with Sean. She knew that the problem with inviting Jersey is that Justine would tag along. She's not thatbad of a person, she just didn't. She also invited along Charlie, so that she could get to know everyone.

It was 6 o'clock the night off and Ellie was awaiting all her 'guests' to arrive. She was just putting the bowels of popcorn into her living room when she heard the door bell ring. Ellie did a fix of her hair in the mirror then went to answer the house. First to arrive was..

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[Sean Collins]

Ellie had told Sean that she was planning a movie night, and she wanted him to come to meet all of her friends around the town. Sean already knew a few people, but he knew there had to be more around somewhere. He made his way to Ellie's house, and he stood outside the door, and rang the bell. He just hoped everyone was as nice as she was.

[Ellie Mankelow]

Sean. Ellie opened the door to see the familiar smiling face of Sean. "Sean!" She gave him a quick hug and she then stepped aside so that he was able to walk inside. Sean followed Ellie into an empty living room. "You're the first one here." She laughed a little, "So don't think that I'm just a terrible host.

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[Sean Collins]

Of course, Sean was the first one to arrive. He entered Ellie's home, and she quickly hugged him. Sean followed her into the living room, where she told him that he was the first one to arrive. "I would never think you were a bad host." He smiled a little, sticking his hands in his pockets.

[Ellie Mankelow]

"Make yourself at home," Ellie said nodding towards the direction of the bean bags and couches, "I'm just gonna grab some soda's.". And with that, she fluttered off into the kitchen.

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[Sean Collins]

Sean sat on one of the couches, patiently waiting for someone else to arrive. "Let me know if you need any help!" He shouted through the house, carefully studying the surrounding area.

[jersey reydner]

Movie Night. The two words would hold themselves on Jerseys tongue, and as he got ready for the events of that night, he looked at the mirror. It was one of his weird quirks, but he always had music playing when he got ready for any social event. It was a 1980's flashback moment, the kind that he always saw in dumb teen comedies from the john hughes era of movies. Which was kind of appropriate because it was a movie night that he was getting ready for... But anyway, music pulsed through his room as he got ready, and it was really girly to actually put time and effort into your appearance, he knew it, but at the same time... Ellie would be there. And at this point, he was about as worried as their... What the hell was their relationship, even? At this point he was really confused. Sighing, he turned the music off and walked down the stairs and closed the door behind him. It was a nice enough day to walk to Ellie's house. Movie night.

On the way there, though, there was the Justine issue. He walked up to her house and she had came out with the usually-drunken expression she usually had. Which meant that she was particularly clingy, particularly slutty and particularly suggestive. Which basically meant that the rest of the walk there was something along the lines of "Godddd, Jersey. Why do we have to go where people are?" Then she'd go for the collar of a shirt. "Why can't we just go back to my place or somethingggg". Jersey sighed and put on his grin-and-bear-it smile before propping open the door that was the front to Ellie's home. "Uhm, hello Ellie. And from what I've been told, you're Sean?" Jersey nodded courtly, remembering that Sean was someone that Ellie had encounters with. Justine was just standing there with the most irritated expression. Movies apparently weren't her thing.

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[Ellie Mankelow]

Ellie had re entered the room just in time for Jersey and lovely girlfriend's arrival. From the looks of it, Justine was already half drunk. Classy stuff right there. Ellie placed the soda's down on the coffee table. And from what I've been told, you're Sean?Jersey had said. "Yes, this is Sean. The guy I met at the beach.". She wondered if Jersey had realised that Sean was the.. other guy that she had told him about on the phone. Ellie turned to look at Sean, "Sean, this is Jersey my.. friend and his girlfriend Justine.". Sean smiled awkwardly and gave her a strange look. He'd obvious noticed that someone had turned up to the party, half smashed. Ellie must have had the same look on my face because the two shared a laugh. "Anyways, food and drinks are in the living room.". Sean and Ellie both took a seat on one of the couches whilst Justine took a seat on Jersey's lap, who had sat down on a bean bag. The room slowly filled with awkward silences. "Sorry about this. There's just some awkwardness between me and his girlfriend right about now." Ellie whispered quietly to Sean who was sitting beside her.

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[jersey reydner]

When Ellie walked back in with the sodas, Jersey smiled and heard her talk about the guy at the beach... Oh, that's who Sean was.... His stomach twisted a little, but he decided that he shouldn't be judgemental. He was a stupid idiot who was getting what he deserved. Hypocrite. He shook his head at his own internal hypocritical senses. He was being one, and he knew it. "Anyways, food and drinks are in the living room." In which Justine kind of smiled and tacked on to the sentence "Oh, well then. Drinks?" She had smiled and laughed, throwing her hand over her mouth. Okay then. Jersey then sat down, plopping down in one of the bean bag chairs that had been artistically arranged. And then Justine. She'd decided to plop on his lap, and she was just being... Justine. And it felt... wrong. It just wasn't right. It felt awkward and like she was just doing it for kicks and shows. And drunken ones, at that. Breaking the awkward silence for a second, Jersey sighed and looked at the ceiling "So. Horror movies. Are they in or out?"

[Ellie Mankelow]

"Most of the movies I rented are horror movies so in I guess." Ellie told Jersey. Justine seemed to like the idea, "Yes, that means I can get scared and we can cuddle." She told Jersey.. loudly. Ugh. Ellie tried to act as if Justine being all over the guy she wanted didn't bother her but tonight, she was finding it a very difficult task. Her stomach turned every time she saw Justine go in for a kiss or some sort of couply.. gesture. Justine's hand was on Jersey's chest and very slowly Sean and I both saw her lowering her hands until she reached just beneath his belt. Ellie turned her back to them, facing Sean and started a conversation with him hoping that she could distract herself from the live sex show that was going on. What was with Justine? Was this how she usually was when she drank?. Ellie could stand the sight of. She decided, she had to drink. "You know what, I'm gonna get some alcohol.". Ellie jumped up and walked into the kitchen, grabbing all the beer vodka she could find. She brang it all into the living room and Justine cheered while grabbing a bottle of beer. Ellie picked up a vodka cruiser and almost downed the whole bottle in one go. Everyone knew from past experiences, drinking and Ellie did not mix. Jersey knew that more than anyone but right now, Ellie didn't care.

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[jersey reydner]

Well, it seemed as if Ellie had finally gotten fed up with whatever the hell was happening (I.E. Justine was being a downright idiot and was probably trying to hook up with Jersey in his best friends living room. You know. No big deal.) and then had decided to break out the booze. Which meant that Ellie, who Jersey could remember drinking the year previous and not handling it well (She really took the four or five martini's as actual things like water and had become so drunk that she passed out on the bottom step of his stairs. It had been California's annual end-of-summer bash and it hadn't turned out well...) But other than that, Jersey really hadn't seen her drink. Sure, a few times during special events, but he'd always considered her someone who didn't drink. Jersey was the more "I won't Blackout" of the two, he'd always assumed. But now she was breaking out the booze and that made Jersey really concerned for what the hell was going on at that moment. And it was nice to have Justine stop groping him. You know, it was always a good thing when you got one hundred something pounds off of your body. Justine grabbed a bottle and instantly began to nurse it, plopping back on Jerseys lap. Ahkaythen.

"Uhm, thanks, Ellie..." Jersey trailed off and wriggled his way away from Justine so he could grab his own drink, which was really awkward because drinking just wasn't something he and Ellie did... Whatever. He took a small vodka bottle from the selection and sat down with it, cautiously taking sips of it. No, he wasn't going to go insane because that lead to chaos.

[Ellie Mankelow]

Ellie took another sip and had finished the bottle within like, a minute. She then went for another one. She was getting concerned looks from Jersey. Good. She was a bit slower with this bottle, but not by much. She sat back down beside Sean and said, "I wonder what's taking everyone so longer.". Everyone's faces scrunched up and Ellie realised that she had unintentionally yelled that. Her eyes went back to Jersey and Justine. Even the alcohol didn't slow her from being all over him. Oh no. She could feel words come up that she was about to regret.. "You know, we don't need a live sex show!" She yelled towards Jersey and Justine as she stood up. This angered Justine. One bad thing about alcohol + Ellie = bluntly truthful. "What did you say?" Justine stood up too. Something that Jersey seemed relieved by. Ellie laughed, "You know what I said. Look, we're all here as friends, we don't need that kind of crap!". That did it. Justine ran full pelt toward Ellie, running her backwards until she fell down at the bottom of the stairs. Justine was on top of her waiting to fight back when she said something.. but Ellie had nothing to say. She was in the exact position her father had been when he.. was killed. At that moment, nothing else mattered. She was laying where he died, she'd hit her head on the bottom step just like he had.. This is what he last saw before the knife went through his heart. Tears filled Ellie's eyes and she pushed Justine away from her. She walked back into the living room and downed a whole big bottle of Johnny Walker. She is having way too much to drink. This wasn't like her, at all.

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[jersey reydner]

Well, shit went down. That was the surest thing that you could say at that moment. Well, first off, there was a very drunk Ellie who had then promptly said something about a live sex show. Great. Jersey sighed and looked at Justine. "Get off me. I need to talk to her." He said with a slightly irritated expression. His head hurt because of everybody talking and he hadn't numbed anything out because, you know, he was trying to be the responsible one in this situation. "I swear, Justine, I'll be back in a minute, sweetheart. Reacquaint yourself with... Sean. Yeah, Sean. Sean, Justine, Justine, Sean." And then, you know, Justine went all out and decided to break into a fight and tackle Ellie. Jersey sighed, and just wondered why in the hell he was putting up with his. Why was this even being put up with? He rolled his jacket off his shoulders and folded it by the stairsteps before walking over to Ellie. "Ellie, can I talk to you? Alone? In the kitchen?" He promptly walked into the room, hoping a drunk Ellie could follow some form of direction. He needed to attempt to talk some sense into her. Attempt, at least. Or find out where the shot glasses were.

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[Ellie Mankelow]

Ellie followed her friend into the kitchen where he shut the door behind her. "If you're gonna yell at me for what I said to Justine.. just leave it. I know I shouldn't have said it. But I couldn't just sit there and watch her.. her.. I don't know, dry hump you or whatever it was she was doing. It was uncomfortable for both Sam and I.. and well.. you know..". Ellie's head hurt from being pushed down at the stairs. She took a seat on of the chairs near the counter, placing her elbow on top with her face in her palm.

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[jersey reydner]

Jersey sighed. He was going to have to explain further, wouldn't he of? "That was one of those things, and I understand it's frustrating. And I kind of hate it too. PDA doesn't need to be expressed and it's really uncomfortable for me. I'm pretty sure that if anything, I'd much rather have you sitting on my lap or drinking with me... But Justine is it for now and until I learn how to burn those bridges, I can't. Do you know what I mean? I was more apologizing for my actions opposed to yours and... Yeah." Jersey trailed off and leaned on the countertop. "Are you okay? Like, does your jaw hurt? Do we need to call a doctor? Wait... no, shit can't do that because underage drinking... Nooo not going to do that. Do you need anything for it though? Aspirin?" He trailed off before slowly removing her hand from her face. "No scrapes, nothing. Darling, how do you get so lovely?" He leaned in and kissed her. And then the rest of the party came in the doorway. Well.

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