<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Marco Benjamin Jr. <br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Party Casual (http://jawbreaker.nyc/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/michael-b-jordan-1015-gq-01-v2.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 6/9<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Caulton Residence - Backyard Pool<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fuck it &gt; Heading to the Hendersons<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> So High (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvLSj4gRq-Q)<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open, Roxy, Leanne, Naomi, Isis</span><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://popglitz.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Michael-B.-Jordan-GQ-October-20154.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> He was just grinning down at Naomi, having fun with their little back and forth. And he only nodded his head at her, ready to deliver when she said she'd hold him to the performance. "Good. We're gonna have some fun with that one." He thought of defending Naomi from Benny; either with his words of punches. But she seemed to handle herself pretty well. Well enough that him stepping in would only add insult to injury. <br/><br/>After she disconnected from his embrace, he watched her go off. Off in the direction he'd seen a shock of green hair going to the other side of the house. What could she want with Jonas? Then he saw the way she walked over. He knew that walk. Roxy and Benny went off to get refreshments, and he pondered a thought he wasn't sure he wanted rattling around in his brain. Benny talking loud about how Naomi fucked whoever, whenever echoed in his head. It was true; spirits didn't get much freer than Naomi. And there was nothing wrong with that. However he couldn't stop a hint of anxiety from breaking through his usually well managed at ease attitude when that thought kept growing. She'd been flirting with him during the song. Basically pulling him by his strings. He'd fallen for it. <br/><br/>They'd shared a blunt and intimacy during her performance. It seemed obvious that they both wanted each other, and maybe later they could leave together? But, but she'd gone after Jonas. And they had been gone a while. Inwardly he felt like he knew. And he didn't want to know. But something in him. Maybe pride. Maybe just needing to know. Something made him wave goodbye and walk over toward where those two had disappeared together. Casually, he took a stroll, walking to the side of the house. Just before he turned the corner though, he stopped, took a deep breath and waited. It didn't take long for him to hear sounds he knew all too well.<br/><br/> And just like that, his head dropped. So did his excitement, the fun he was having. All of it just faded.  And he saw Benny's face, and wanted to cave it in in his head. It would be so easy to just drop him with every thing he had in a right hook. But...Benny always talked shit. This wasn't his fault. Something had happened. And well, he thought he'd had a chance after all the flirting and stuff, but Jonas was tonight's pick for Naomi. That was clear. And that being clear made it crystal he had no reason to stay since his one reason for even being here was busy with another guy. Not after this. It wasn't like he could just have a casual conversation after the events that led up to this ended with him being tossed to the side.<br/><br/> Nope. Marco Benjamin Jr. wasn't going to let his night end like this. He sighed, as he'd actually been looking forward to some time with Naomi. But it was what it was. Turning on his heel, he headed back to Leanne, nodding his head to her and Isis both before talking. "Heeeey guys. This scene's kinda dead for me. I'm gonna go check out the Henderson's farm thing. And I'll uh, be bringing my party favors. So if y'all wanna catch up that's where I'll be. I just uh, yeah I can't kick it here anymore. Tell Roxy I said I'm headed out and uh, yeah. Talk to y'all later." He offered a smile that for once seemed empty, then walked back to his car. He sat in the driver's seat for a good minute or two, just sitting there. Then he lit a blunt and let the smoke overtake him, help him calm down. He sighed, feeling defeated for the first time in a while. He hated this feeling, but all he had to do was move the fuck on and forget. It wasn't worth his time or effort to be upset about this. He was a big boy after all. The thought that he meant that in more ways than one brought a small smile to him. "Well time to find fortune in greener pastures." He turned on the car, revved the engine loud enough for everyone to hear it once or twice, then peeled out and left.<br/><br/>Continued Here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268588.msg13259926#msg13259926)<br/><br/></span>