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Parents' Weekend Brunch, Sunday Morning to Afternoon, The Park

As was traditional, the start of the end of Parents' Weekend featured plenty of food, benches, chairs, and coffee in the park. After all, the Student Council couldn't let the parents be weirded out one last time without a feast.

The sky was a little overcast, but the temperatures were still above normal, which was a lucky break for the final day of the weekend.

[OOC: Have fun!]

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"It's not my fucking fault either, slag," Kelly said, getting to her feet. Nathan started laughing and pulled out his phone just in case things got even more awesome then they already were.

"Maybe you should apologize and then we can move on," she continued, waving a finger in his face. "I ain't seen a whiner like you in a long time and I don't want to fucking hear it so apologize."

"No!" Topher exclaimed, throwing his arms out to his sides. Oh, Topher. Big mistake. "I'm sure you can find it in your heart to move past it! And maybe to take some pronounciation classes, too! Everyone would benefit!"

Oh, Topher. Topher, no.

Oh, Topher no.

"Oh mate, you've done it now," Nathan told him, grinning like a loon and holding his phone up. "It was nice knowing you."

Kelly stepped closer to Topher until she was nose to nose and pretty much breathing right on him. "You wanna say that again? I don't think I heard you, you twat. Say it again."

Kelly so hoped he said it again. She'd love to make it so he had to sit down to piss for a week.

Topher twitched slightly. While he hadn't learned much about adapting his behavior to not get beaten up, he had learned to be very afraid when a girl got this close.

"I -- I don't think I need to say it again!" he said, his voice squeaking slightly. "I think we all, uh, heard my... perfectly reasonable commentary on the subject, thank you!"

Kelly was just going to take that as Topher thinking what he'd said was just fine. Kelly swatted at the plate Topher was holding before swinging hard for his face.

She was wearing rings too. They were fake but they were huge so that'd probably hurt too. Topher was just lucky she hadn't tried to drive his balls up into his throat.

Yet.

"Fiiiiiight!" Nathan drawled gleefully. "Do it again, Kelly!"

Aaaaand that would be Topher letting out a very high-pitched yelp as her fist hit his face.

Also, his mozzarella sticks were on the ground now. But ow!

Why did this always happen to him!?

"Get up," Kelly said, trying to gesture his scrawny ass to stand up. "Get up and tell me my accent's shit now. Come on, I dare you."

Nathan was still getting all of this recorded on his phone and was totally planning on putting it on the internet at some point.

"Either you get up or you crawl away like a little bitch."

Very reluctantly, Topher got up. Goddamn, she hit hard.

"Youraccent'sfine," he mumbled, head down.

"Thank you," Kelly said before shoving Topher away from her chair and sitting down again.

"That was so great!" Nathan said, putting his phone away and grinning.

Kelly smiled smugly and adjusted her rings.

Topher, predictably, fled. To the ice table, where he would proceed to stick a fistful of ice on his face and shoot Kelly half-contemptuous and half-terrified glances for the rest of the brunch.

Girls sucked.

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