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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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"Yeah... Um, I kind of had to do an act with him at the recital last night," Annie admitted.

"I missed that," Sam said apologetically. "It's not really Ramon or Frank's thing so we kind of just hung out in my room and listened to music. Like old times."

It'd been a really nice time, actually. "What kind of act? Come on, come on, tell me."

Annie bit her lip. "Interpretive dance to the balcony scene from ~~the meta for~~ Romeo and Juliet?"

"Oh, wow," Sam said, eyes widening a touch. "How'd...how did you and he decide on that? That's pretty damn creative."

And weird.

"He was signed up for it without knowing it," she said. "So rather than him going out there or alone, or me having to reorganize stuff at the last minute, I offered to jump in and help."

It was like a nightmare, but with jazz hands.

"The mark of a truly helpful person," Sam complimented with a nod. "I don't know if I would have jumped in like that. I think I've got some stage fright."

Or just the dislike of talking or performing in front of big groups of people. "Did it go okay? No one threw fruit, did they?"

"No fruit! We had no idea what we were doing, though. You ever have one of those dreams where you get onstage and you don't know your lines? It was like that," she said.

"Ouch," Sam said, wincing. "But, you got through it without fruit being thrown. And maybe now you've got a new friend with a familiar face?"

"Well..." She hadn't turned into a complete flaily dork when talking to the Troy lookalike, at least. "You could say that."

"I could say that?" Sam asked, wondering what that hesitation meant. "Did something happen with you and him?"

"No!" she said quickly, going a little pink. "No. No. I mean, no. Not at all." And because that didn't seem to be enough, "No."

"I didn't mean that," Sam said, wincing when he realized where her train of thought had gone. "I more meant if you've actually got a friend out of it or you decided to never speak again so you could metaphorically die of shame."

That did not make the pinkness better.

"...Oh. We sort of just fled the stage." And she wasn't trying to stalk him with her eyes today. "That's it."

"I'm really sorry I missed it," he said sincerely. "Would you be okay if I gave you a round of applause a little late?"

"I think we can skip that part and then I can move on to repressing," Annie told him.

"You don't need to repress, come on," Sam said, bypassing the round of applause. "I bet you were great. I'm sorry I missed out on that to eat Doritos and watch Ramon drool on the ground. That's my life, though."

So exciting.

"Well, my night didn't involve drooling, so there is that..." she said, considering it.

"Ramon's a special kind of guy," Sam said but his tone was fond. "He's one of my oldest friends. He worked with me at Plumpy's. Never seen a guy who worked the deep fryer as good as him."

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