<div style="text-align: center">((Hello and thanks for taking the time to click and read! This is a pretty regular slice-of-life style plotline, designed loosely around my 'Brother's Best Friend' in my RT, though it<u> does not</u> have to go that way. Basically, MCs brother is going into the Army and is thus throwing his own going away party. He invited his little sister along because they're close. I do add an opening for one of the brother's friends, but you can hop in with any character you want! I'd prefer a male to play opposite of MC but this is an otherwise open RP!))<br/>
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Different hued smokes lingered in the cavernous room, twisting and mingling with one another until the haze gathered near the ceiling was almost palpable. The thick scent in the room was mainly lavender and the distinctive stench of weed, a few joints and blunts being passed around at intervals to those who lazed around the room. Some sprawled across the two couches, others sprawled across people, but ultimately the living room of the Connelly's home had become a large and easily accessible pit of drugged-out or boozed-up young adults. Katherine wasn't quite sure where her parents had said they were going or<i> why in the hell</i> they'd allowed her brother to throw this party in the first place, but.. he<i> was</i> going away to boot camp in about a week, so she supposed that's why they had a lapse in judgement. <br/>
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"Katherine Elaine! You're not<i> smoking,</i> are you?" The sound of her brother's grinning voice had her turning where she perched comfortably on the edge of their couch. The brunette was more there for the puff-puff-pass of the circle rather than the people entertaining, but more than a few of them knew her brother and turned at the sound of his voice as well. A few closer to the siblings even offered a laid-back and slurred greeting or two. A slender hand waved before the young man as he leaned over her on the couch, his hand resting firmly on her shoulder and confirming her suspicions on his sobriety level as she waved his concerns away.<br/>
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"Don't patronize me. I wouldn't be smoking if you hadn't invited me to your wonderful going-away party. That I'm not quite sure you explained the full extent of to our parents." After all, what kind of sane parents allowed their twenty-two year old son to throw his going away party in their home? <i>Without </i>them being present? The pair of brown-haired young adults shared similar smiles as Katherine slowly slunk her way from the couch, trying to go unnoticed as she took the joint out of rotation to talk with her brother. If anybody noticed, they kept quiet and let her take it. "You know I don't normally drink, anyway," she added as she watched Matthew down another few gulps from his red solo cup.<br/>
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"That's because you don't know how to loosen up," he laughed as he crunched the now-empty cup, "Live a little, baby sister. Have some fun. I'm not going to be able to throw any more awesome parties for a while, so.. for me?" The shit-eating grin he gave her was too much. Laughing, she settled and rolled her eyes as she downed another long drag of the joint and relished in the feeling of the smoke drifting down her throat and into her lungs. Ready to be generous again, she passed it to the left only to be handed a fruity-smelling blunt from her right shortly after. The smile on her face was contagious. "Alright, just smoke yourself out then," her brother laughed, trying to straighten himself up as a few of his closer friends entered the room, likely in pursuit of him. <br/>
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Giving him a mock salute, Katherine prepared to lounge gloriously back into the couch and succumb to the smoke when her gaze stuck over the figure of one of the approaching friends. He was one of her brother's better friends, at least in Matthew's eyes. But Katherine had always been at odds with him; where all of Matt's other friends treated her with a delicate sort of friendship, like they were scared of getting too close but wanted to be generous,<i> he</i> had no qualms with getting into her business and bothering the hell out of her. He treated her more like an annoying little sister than her own brother did, but given, she was never<i> that</i> annoying.<i> Was she? </i><br/>
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"Hey Matt, make sure you have a good party, okay?" Katherine said as she stood, leaning up on her toes to make sure her brother heard her over the din of the crowd and the music. "I'll be lurking around, but I think it's about time I took a break from the circle." The smoke wasn't normally a bother but it almost felt suffocating, with all of the strangers around, and<i> his</i> piercing gaze on her back. Or maybe it was her imagination. When her brother nodded and murmured a half-attentive response, she smiled to herself and patted his shoulder as she slipped her way out of the archway and a few steps down the hall. The cleaner air was already apparent as she headed towards the kitchen to decide whether or not she really needed a drink tonight.​</div>