Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)
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				Title: <strong>Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>09-12-2013, 05:58:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1077.photobucket.com/albums/w471/KyleS8526/G-Lev_3rd_Rock_to_Lookout_zpsa73364c0.jpg) (http://s1077.photobucket.com/user/KyleS8526/media/G-Lev_3rd_Rock_to_Lookout_zpsa73364c0.jpg.html)</div>Sebastian watched as the apartment building came into sight from his cab. It was a newer skyrise in New York that had 14 floors. Not the highest building in New York, but nothing to scoff at either. Sebastian had seen the place already, at least virtually, through his Skype conversations with Mikayla Levy, new roommate and apparent land lord. <br><br>Sebastian Fischer remembered being ecstatic at seeing the young, albeit not quite known, starlet’s ad for a roommate outside the Full Moon Lounge where he got the gig of being their house piano player. Mikayla was a singer there, though he had not seen her during his try-out. A shame too, it would have been interesting to see her reaction in person as opposed to the virtual screen of Skype. Mikayla had no clue that Sebastian Fletcher, her new roommate, had known her under another name. <br><br>It was a name that Sebastian buried along with several of his childhood demons. Sebastian, or Bass as he was called in High School, Fischman died the day that he had left school in tears after Finnick Levy, Mikayla’s twin brother, had put Sebastian through weeks of torment after Mikayla let slip that Bass was attracted to the masculine Levy twin. Finnick and his posse of Neanderthals had made sport of torturing Bass, isolating him even further than he already was. It would be interesting to see if either of the twins recognized him, though he sincerely doubted it. A lot more than Sebastian’s name had changed since their high school days, and Sebastian wondered if they ever even gave him a second thought.<br><br>Sebastian saw the moving truck that he had paid to make one delivery, his piano. The piano carriers were leaving the building as he came up with his box of knick knacks and two suit cases. The men assured him that the piano had been delivered and set up in the living room. Sebastian paid the men in cash as promised and made his way upstairs. He wondered who would be home, as Mikayla had simply assured him that someone would be there to wait for the piano delivery. When Sebastian had learned that Mikayla was living with her brother, he became more and more fascinated by the possibility of seeing the twins again. He wondered how long it would take the twins to realize that their new roommate had been their former victim.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>10-12-2013, 00:59:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/Danny-Schwarz-Digital-Update-04.jpg)</div> Despite working late the night before, Finnick was the first to rise, he made his way in just his boxers to his sister's room. Opening the door he rushed in and jumped on top of her. <strong>"Wake up, Mikky!"</strong> He shouted and laughed, knowing she didn't particularly like that nickname he had made up for her when they were young, but to be fair he didn't really particularly enjoy the nickname she had for him, though he was use to it so it didn't quite have the same effect on him as it had when they were younger. <strong>"We got to get up and get going! Our new roommate is going to be here soon!"</strong> Even though Finnick had yet to meet the guy, Mikayla assured him everything seemed to checked out with him and he was fine. He obviously trusted his sister's judgement, and was happy that they were getting another person in the house. It was definitely going to take some of the weight of the bills off their shoulders and that was always a good thing.<br><br>He raced off to the bathroom to be the first in. In many ways he was still like a little kid, he loved to have fun, but only when the moment was right and especially with his sister. His sister was his best friend and the first person he came out to, she had been very accepting of him from the start, which had made things so much easier for him. She just seemed to love him no matter what, but that's what siblings did for each other. Especially twins that were so close like the two of them were. It wasn't out of the ordinary, even in their older age for them to occasionally sleep in the same bed, they got lonely just like everyone else did. Sometimes you need a person by your side to calm your fears after your nightmare and they were there for each other like that.<br><br>When Finnick got out of the shower he allowed his sister to enter, since she seemed to be going out somewhere. For food or something, he didn't quite catch it, though he didn't really care. Even though they were close they weren't always in each other's business and respected, most of the time, that some of the things in their lives were kept private until they felt that it was right to reveal it. He dressed in some sweatpants and a t-shirt, being that he had no real plans of leaving the house. He wasn't planning on trying to get the new guy in his bed, he figured the guy was most likely straight anyways. He had no impressing to do plus, he really didn't look half bad in his outfit, some might think it was sexy.&nbsp; Someone had to be home and it didn't seem like Mikayla was going to be back till later and with the new guy coming along with some piano, someone had to be there for the movers to bring the thing in, apparently it was pretty large too because they had to clear a space for it to be put. Not that they were complaining or anything, they had the room for it and they needed the roommate.<br><br>He sat himself down on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table as he turned on the TV. He didn't really pay attention to what was on because at the same time he tuned into what was happening on his iPhone, which was the same old stuff. He texted people he met at his job at the bar, they were patrons who had an interest in him either sexually or as a model/actor. He was trying to make his break in anyway he could, just as his sister was with singing. So far though, no cigar. He just kept hoping. Hoping to get past the small roles he kept acquiring and get his break. He just kept his head held high and didn't lose hope.<br><br>He looked up to see his sister leaving, waving at her with a smile. <strong>"Bye! Have fun, get me a treat while you're out."</strong> He said, before returning back to his phone. He wasn't completely out to everyone, though he looked at himself and didn't understand how anyone would think he was straight, his mannerisms, some of them at least, were that of a stereotypical homosexual. His voice wasn't as 'homosexual sounding' as other guy's, but he had a bit of a lisp sometimes and he didn't have the manliest voice. None of it bothered him though, how he acted or sounded. He was pretty comfortable in the neat and cozy world he had built around himself. He had his little group of friends and some strangers (that he had one night stands with) that knew of his sexuality, but he didn't go about flaunting it. He might even change the subject if confronted about his sexuality, unless he was comfortable with the person. Like, when it came to the new roommate if the guy asked right off the bat Finnick might not be completely honest since he didn't have a feel for the guy and had no idea what his thoughts were and all that. He didn't want to scare the guy off for him being gay.<br><br>Soon enough the piano guys came and Finnick couldn't help, but check the guys out as they worked. To be honest, it had been a while since he was last laid and he was a horny and wanting to fuck. Though, he had self control and was waiting to find the right person. Random piano movers was not the right choice. Though, one of them seemed to be checking him out too, he had to act like he didn't notice. Though, as they were leaving he watched the guy, biting his lip as he watched the guy's ass.<br><br>His attention turned to a guy who was making his way toward what seemed like his door. <strong>"Hey there, are you Sebastian?"</strong> He asked, raising an eyebrow, he propped the door open and made his way toward the other to help him with his bags. <strong>"Not much in the way of stuff, huh?"</strong> He laughed a bit, knowing if he moved like this man was doing he would have so much more than a couple of suitcases, a box, and a piano. Though, he might have more stuff and just decided to bring up the most important stuff first. <strong>"Shall I help you? Ooh, by the way. I am Finnick Levy, Mikayla's brother."</strong> He didn't bother with a handshake, figuring he could shake hands with this man once his hands weren't full. He tried to keep an open mind and not judge a book by it's cover. He was trying to improve on being nice to people ever since he left high school. His mind went back to those days. He had chosen to pick on a boy who so bravely come out of the closet. He questioned why he did it sometimes and the only explanation he had was that he was insecure about himself at that time. That was about the time he started questioning his own sexuality...<br><br>He felt guilty for running the guy out of the school, but he had no way of getting in contact with the guy who apologize so he just tried to put it behind him. Though, ever since then and ever since he came out to people around him he had a better respect for the guy and tried to be nicer to everybody, for his victim's sake... Even though his victim was no longer in sight. Sure, the guy had longer hair then Finnick liked, but this guy wasn't a love interest, he was a roommate. Though, maybe after a while he might be able to talk the kid into a shorter haircut, like his own. That would be saved for another day though, when the two were closer... If that ever happened, there was a chance they might not like each other. Again, keep an open mind, anything can happen. Plus, with a piano player around it was going to make his sister happy, they could practice, particularly her on her singing. She really wasn't bad at it, he liked it when she sung him to sleep after a nightmare. Much like Penny does Sheldon on The Big Bang Theory.<br><br>He hoped his sister would get home soon, he wanted her to meet this guy too, maybe since she had spoken to him before it would make things more comfortable. They would all definitely have to sit down and chat to get to know each other, confirm that no one was a serial killer or collected dead animals in jars... Nothing weird like that. That would definitely be a deal breaker for Finnick, he would not be living in the same flat as a weirdo. Though, weird in the sense of harmless joker was fine, but not the freak kind of weird. For now he just helped the man to what he would claim as his room, if things worked out after the chat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>10-12-2013, 04:41:00</strong>
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				Sebastian kept his face calm and welcoming as he walked into the apartment. Finnick had only gotten hotter with age. He put the box down and allowed Finnick to help him. "Yeah, you must be Finn. Hope it's cool that I move in. When mikayla told me she lived with her twin brother, I thought it'd be wierd. Thanks for being here for the piano guys," he said as he saw his most prized possession in the living room. <br><br>Finnick showed him to his room, grateful that the room had a bed. He'd have to go get some other odds and ends, but he didn't have much. Sebastian put his bags down and smiled at Finnick. "So, any ground rules I need to know about, with guests or anything? This is the first time I've had roommates," Sebastian said as he made his way to the piano. "Just need to check if it's tuned. Moving it wreaks havoc on this thing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madame Professor</strong> on <strong>12-12-2013, 06:26:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i935.photobucket.com/albums/ad199/Fatora/936full-clara-alonso.jpg)</div> Today of all days, Mikayla sighed as she practically ran through the supermarket. She couldn't believe how late she had slept in! Luckily for her, she had an amazing brother how thought she needed to get out of bed. Even despite who obnoxious he had been, her brother Finny had made sure she awake. All she could do was laugh when his inner child made an escape. She couldn't help but join in when he was in a playful mood, either, it was infectious and the two of them always had fun. Of course, the jerk had come running in, jumping on her bed, then dashing off into the shower first. But it gave her a chance to have a cup coffee and an english muffin. She had wanted to get all this shopping done <em>before</em> Sebastian arrived, but that didn’t seem likely. Having worked the late shift last night, Mikayla had been certain to set her alarm, but even it hadn't woken her. Guess she could only thank her silly brother. <br><br>But enough dwelling on her tardiness! She needed to get everything for dinner and get back to the apartment before Finn scared the poor guy away! Sebastian had seemed pretty cool over Skype, and the piano being his only big request, the twins had been willing to accommodate him. Besides, she was hoping she could talk him into practicing with her. But to break the ice, so to speak, Mikayla had planned on preparing a welcome dinner for the guy. It would give the three of them a chance to sit around the table and get to know each other a little better. On the menu for tonight was grilled chicken with lightly seasoned asparagus and baby purple potatoes. She didn’t care if the purple color of the potatoes bothered anyone, she thought they were simply adorable and they happen to be quite tasty, so they would just have to deal wit it. She had spent most of her time at the store picking out just the right wine for the occasion, one that would compliment the meal nicely, while not breaking her bank account. She even assembled a nice selection of fruits and some yogurt for dipping as a fresh, healthy dessert! <br><br>Getting back to the apartment had been terrible, though. New York City was always crowded, but this was ridiculous. She hadn’t gone too far, but she might as well have been across town with how long it took her to get back to her building. Since she was at the store, she did a little of extra shopping, just picking up a few extra things they needed around the house; oatmeal, milk, coffee… The list went on. She was even sweet and picked her brother, annoying he may be, up some Sour Patch Kids. It was a good thing she drove, but the traffic was horrendous. She pulled her gently used Ford Focus into her spot an hour after she had hoped to be home. The bags were heavy and awkward, but Mikayla grabbed them all anyway, not wanting to make a second trip back. Fiddling with the door was a pain, but she got the thing open after a moment. Sure, she could have knocked and banged until Finn opened the door, but Mikayla got these little surges of independence every now and then… Though, it was most likely just stubbornness. Pushing the door open with her back, she immediately noticed the piano. And the attractive man beside it. <strong>“Oh! Hey, Sebastian.”</strong> She said, making her way to the kitchen. <br><br><strong>“Sorry it took me so long to get back. Traffic was a nightmare.”</strong> Mikayla’s pale lips parted in a smile after she set all the bags down, turning to the man, <strong>”Did you find the place okay?”</strong> Her hazel green eyes shifted to her brother, <strong>”I see you’ve met my brother, Finnick.”</strong> She turned back to the groceries, digging in one of the bags. <strong>”Here ya go,”</strong> She called, tossing him the box of candy. Then she brought her attention back to their new roommate as she began putting away the groceries, leaving out what she needed for dinner. <strong>”I hope you don’t have any plans for tonight. I thought the three of us could have a nice meal to celebrate your moving in. I found an amazing wine to go with the chicken and asparagus.”</strong> Mikayla did like her wine. <strong>”I hope grilled chicken is alright. they had a great selection of asparagus and I found the perfect potatoes. I thought I would get started and--”</strong> She paused in her yammering as a horrible thought occurred to her and she spun on her heels, her light brown braid bouncing off her back, <strong>”Oh my god, you aren’t a vegetarian are you?”</strong> Her eyes widened, expression hopeful. God, she had even thought of that. Or what if he was allergic to something? <strong>”No food allergies, right?”</strong> Certainly didn’t want to celebrate his move in with a trip to the ER.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 02:20:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://malecelebbio.com/gallery/2012/06/Danny-Schwarz-23.jpg)</div> The man was a bit odd, the way he worded things. It also seemed like he didn't have much of a filter. <strong>"I don't mind that you're moving in. Another person, another friend... Well, I hope so. Also, what do you mean it you thought it would be weird?"</strong> He asked, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head a bit as he watched the other. It was a very odd thing to say, especially to the said brother. Though, he probably had some explanation for why he said it so Finn decided just to not think too much into it and let the man explain himself.<br><br>He set the stuff down, when the other set his stuff down. He figured the man could do his own unpacking so he didn't offer. <strong>"Ground rules? Well... I think we should wait for Mikayla to get home so we can all discuss and get on the same page."</strong> He smiled, knowing his sister would want to be involved in a discussion like that. Though, the rules were probably pretty basic that with guest don't be too loud when other are trying to sleep and what not. Finnick usually allowed Mikayla to take care of rules, cleaning, stuff like that. She could be a bit OCD with things, whereas Finnick was a bit more laid back.<br><br>He followed Sebastian out of the room towards the piano, the door opened, it seemed his sister was having a burst of independence, seeing the amount of stuff she was carrying, opening the door couldn't of been easy. He snickered a bit and went toward his sister, interested to see what she had gotten... More specifically, what she had gotten him. He caught the box of candy when it was thrown to him, he sat down at the island in the center of the kitchen and quickly dug into said box of candy. He loved Sour Patch Kids, his sister knew him so well. It was likely they had grown up together. Like they were twins or something. That was why they lived together though, they got along well enough for what they were. Though, the bad part was probably the fact that since they had known each other for... Well, their entire lives, they knew what made the other tick. Sometimes it was fun to press those buttons, but lately they had been on a good streak. No fighting or anything, though the extent of their fighting had never been much. They were quick to make up.<br><br>It was hard for Finnick to imagine a life without his sister so he tried not to. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew one or both of them would find a significant other and it would no longer be the both of them living together. They would have to go their separate ways. That was too difficult for the young man to think about, he didn't want to lose his sister. He wanted them to be together to help one another forever. No one quite knew Finnick like Mikayla did, no one else would. The bond between twins was something you could never recreate. It was something special. <br><br>He waited for the man to answer his sister's questions, since they were kind of important. He took a handful of sugary goodness from the box and popped it into his mouth. He groaned quietly as he closed his eyes and chewed for a moment. It had been a while since he had last had Sour Patch Kids. He soon opened his eyes and looked between the two other adults in front of him. <strong>"Sebastian wants to know about ground rules."</strong> He piped up after he finished a handful of his candy. He figured they should get the ball rolling with that discussion before Mikayla had an aneurism or something. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>18-12-2013, 03:03:59</strong>
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				Sebastian nodded at Finns response. Then he shrugged, "No reason in particular. But Mikayla said you have lived together forever, I don't want to rock the boat." He gave Finn a wink as he started unpacking. Let him wonder on that for a minute.<br><br>When Finn deferred the ground rules topic to mikayla, Sebastian nodded but smiled inwardly. Finn never did like having hard conversations. Rumor had it that he never broke up with a girl, he just stopped calling them and got a new one to take her place. At least that's what Sebastian heard.<br><br>Speaking of the devil, Mikayla came in arms full of groceries. Sebastian helped with some of the load, "A future starlet should not carry groceries," he smiled as he helped her put the groceries on the counter. Playing the piano would have to wait. <br><br>As Mikayla began her mild panic, he remembered the times she would fret over the slightest imperfection with her performance. Sebastian shook his head smiling in response to her questions, "I'm not a picky eater. I'll eat a plate as long as there's ketchup on it," he said as he began setting the items on the counter. When Finn brought up his earlier question about the rules, Sebastian smiled at Mikayla giving a full set of perfect white teeth. "I just don't want to step on any toes," he explained.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madame Professor</strong> on <strong>27-12-2013, 23:07:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i935.photobucket.com/albums/ad199/Fatora/936full-clara-alonso.jpg)</div> As Finnick dug into the candy she brought him, she smiled, <strong>”Don’t spoil your dinner.”</strong> It was mostly a joke because she wasn’t worried about him not eating what she cooked. It was awfully nice of Sebastian to come help, though she suspected that would stop as he got more settled in. And realized how she could be with certain things. Everything had a proper place and Mikayla couldn’t help herself if things were out of order. She could be a bit obsessive about it, actually. But she smiled, chuckling lightly at the new man’s words, <strong>”Don’t go spoiling me too soon.”</strong> she teased. The singer picked up the items he emptied from the bags, placing them in their proper place in the cabinets, labels all facing out, easily readable. Okay, maybe she was more than a little obsessive. <br><br>A sigh of relief escaped her lips as their new roommate commented on not being a picky eater. <strong>”Oh good! That will make things so much easier.”</strong> Finnick could be a bit picky sometimes, but she knew what he liked and they had similar tastes, so it was hardly an issue. It was one of the many reasons it was so easy for them to live together. She supposed not every set of twins had the close relationship they did, but she figured it helped that they weren’t identical. With all the groceries put away, she looked over to her brother when he spoke up. Ground rules? She paused a moment, looking to Sebastian as he piped up. Shaking her head, <strong>”No, no, it’s a perfectly reasonable question.”</strong> It wasn’t something she had ever thought about, since she and Finny had lived together forever. They knew each other’s quirks. It was part of the reason Finnick left a lot of the cleaning and such to her, because she was like to go behind him and ‘fix it’, even if it was really fine. She just didn’t want to scare Sebastian away with too many… ‘rules.’ <br><br>Mikayla turned, pulling out a pan for the potatoes, then grabbing a knife. They would take the longest, so she wanted to get them started. She could chop and talk at the same time. <strong>"I wouldn't say there are too many rules. We both pitch in for groceries and share everything, since we can continue to do if you are okay with. I usually do the shopping. And the cooking... And the cleaning."</strong> She paused and sidestepped over to her brother, throwing a gentle elbow his way. <strong>"What is it you do again?"</strong> It was obvious by her tone she meant the words in jest. Finn brought in more cash than she did, with the modeling and the bar tending, and since she could be a bit more... Particular, when it came to the way things were done, she didn't mind in the slightest. She grinned, her gaze moving back to Sebastian, as she stepped back in front of the potatoes. <strong>"I don't mind the cooking and clean and sort, cause I like things a certain way. You are welcome to help with any of the chores, if you want, but it's not that important. The only thing I ask Finnick to do is take out the trash, so you can fight over who does that when it's needed."</strong> Again her tone was playful. She was serious about the trash, but she didn't care who did it as long as it got done. <br><br><strong>"As far as guests are concerned, just let us know if you want to have someone over, and we will do the same. No one wants to walk out in their undies and see a stranger at the coffee pot, right Finnick?"</strong> Her tone teasing. They had been there, and boy was it unpleasant! Well, not really. Mikayla had been quite embarrassed when she had emerged from her room, yawning and her hair a mess, in just a t-shirt and boy shorts, to find one smoking hot babe in her kitchen, who wore far less than she. That man had had one fine body and she was certain she was dreaming. Of course, things made a lot more since when her brother strolled out. She turned back, staying in her room until the guy was gone. She wasn’t <em>that</em> upset by the whole ordeal, but they had agreed that to tell each other if they were bringing someone home for the night from that point forward. The subtle sound of chopping accompanied her words as she went over what immediately came to her mind. She paused, looking up briefly as if trying to find her next words on the ceiling. She shook her head, <strong>”I can’t really think of anything else at the moment.”</strong> She deferred to her brother than, asking, <strong>”Can you?”</strong> Then her hazel eyes were back on Sebastian, <strong>”And of course if you have any questions or concerns of your own,please feel free to voice them.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>27-12-2013, 23:49:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://malecelebbio.com/gallery/2012/06/Danny-Schwarz-23.jpg)</div> Finnick stuck out his tongue at his sister when she told him not to spoil his dinner. He popped a few more Sour Patch Kids in his mouth before he scooted off to his room to hide them, he did not like his candy to be messed with, unless asked first. Certainly not something as precious as Sour Patch Kids. Though, he was soon back in his spot at the island, his legs a pile underneath him on the chair and his arms hugged around one of his knees he watched and listened to the other too in the house, placing his head atop his knee as he did so.<br><br><strong>"I stay out of your way."</strong> He said, smiling. <strong>"And tend to the trash and my own room."</strong> Sure, his sister did most of the work and it seemed, in the eyes of an outsider, that Finnick might of just been lazy, but that certainly wasn't the truth. He did not force his sister to do anything, he just stayed out of her way. Sebastian would learn to do the same soon enough. Sure, there might be a few odds and ends he could do, but there was no telling if Mikayla would agree with it or if she would just go back and tend to it herself. Finnick looked to the new roommate and gave him a smile. <strong>"Surely we can work something out."</strong> He really didn't mind taking out the trash, as long as he wasn't busy at the time, but he would certainly not mind taking turns with the other man to make the load of everything easier.<br><br>Finnick nodded and agreed with his sister about the warning, but gave her a playful glare. <strong>"Don't start with me. I will get you."</strong> He said, threateningly, though he would never hurt her on purpose. He would certainly play around with her, maybe a bit roughly, but nothing to do too much damage. He remembered that morning quite well, he still actually had the man still in his grasp and would use him every so often, though it was usually at his place so they didn't have to deal with Mikayla. She had definitely gawked at him that morning, it had entertained the other just as it did with Finn. He had never seen her stare at someone so long, but it wasn't often you had a good looking model in your home that wasn't your brother.<br><br>He shrugged, when Mikayla spoke again, bringing him out of his thoughts. <strong>"Not really. Just... Don't go through my stuff, or in my room, or touch my phone without my permission."</strong> He said, it was a pretty basic rule, but he wanted to lay it out there. <strong>"I don't like my stuff messed with and neither does Mikayla... We will respect your privacy if you respect ours."</strong> Often Finn thought of himself and his sister as sort of one unit just because they often thought the same way. He knew she would be in agreement with him on this, just because of how anal she could be. He didn't really like her going through his stuff without permission, and he certainly didn't do it with her. Well... Not often, there had been a few times. That's what siblings do to each other though.<br><br>His stomach rumbled and he wanted more of his candy. <strong>"How long is this going to take?"</strong> He asked, taking his phone out of his pocket and unlocking it. He had a few text messages to respond to and they would help kill the time while there was silence. He finished one of his text messages. <strong>"Do you have any rules you'd like to put in place? We can certainly discuss them."</strong> He remembered this was now Sebastian's home too and he had to have some kind of input, it couldn't just be the twins all the time telling him what to do and how to act, right? That's not how being roommates worked. Or at least, not how Finnick had ever seen or heard it worked. Everyone had to have an input if it was going to work out. No one was higher than the other. They were all equals.<br><br>He looked over to the piano and began to get curious as to how good Sebastian was, he was definitely excited to hear it, though he tried not to act too much like he was. Some people got nervous and shy and wouldn't do something if they had pressure. So, Finn tried his best not to pressure the other by not bringing it up. He looked back down at his phone and finished doing what he had been doing before he locked the phone and set it off to the side. It had a password on it so he wasn't afraid to let it sit out, surely no one would guess it... Right? He hoped not, especially if someone like Sebastian got his hands on it, he would not only find out that Finnick was gay, but that he also had a few... Friends with benefits he liked to play with every so often. That wasn't a way to make a good impression on someone, he was no whore. He knew that the ones he slept with were clean, he could count them on one hand too so that wasn't as bad as some people. Especially in this city.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>29-12-2013, 18:44:00</strong>
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				Sebastian recalled very well how particular mikayla could be. He left the items on the counter, but as she put things away he would watch just how particular she was. As Mikayla explained the very unbalanced chore rotation, he nodded and chimed in, "Well I'm OCD when it comes to dishes, so maybe I can keep up on that. With your guided approval that is," he said gesturing to Mikayla. "As for trash, I'm certain Finn knows how to deal with that. I'll have him show me how it's done," Sebastian said it with a smile, though there may have been a bit of bitterness in his tone. Hopefully it was covered by a playful charm.<br><br>"I also cook. I worked at my uncles bistro in Jersey for two years. I can do awesome things with steak and mushrooms. So if you'd like to take a night off of cooking and shopping some night, let me know," he gave Mikayla a wink and walked toward the piano. Sebastian had to admit the playful teasing between the twins was cute. <br><br>"What about music? I like to play the piano at night, it helps relax me. Is there a time that's too late? Also, I was going to ask if I could have a little cocktail party here? I got hired at the Full Moon as a pianist and was thinking of having a few of my fellow musicians over. Maybe we can even get this beautiful woman to serenade us. I know my producer would love to hear something besides my piano skills," Sebastian sat on the piano bench and began playing scales softly, taking note of any notes that were sharp or flat due to the move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madame Professor</strong> on <strong>18-01-2014, 18:11:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i935.photobucket.com/albums/ad199/Fatora/936full-clara-alonso.jpg)</div> It was quite obvious from their banter and teasing the twins were rather close. Some folks might have thought it was odd they still lived together at this age, but it worked well for them, and truth be told, Mikayla wouldn’t have it any other way. She loved her brother very much and she sort of felt he would be lost without her; he was so laid back, so wasn’t sure anything would ever get done. But then, she relied on him as much as he did her. She needed him to counterbalance her sometimes… Okay, most of the time, otherwise serious nature. The rules conversation seemed to be going smoothly, though, Sebastian not seeming to have any issues with the things either twin said. Mikayla had nodded at Finnick’s words about privacy, but she didn’t voice any more on it. Sebastian didn’t really seem the type, for whatever reason, Mikayla felt as if she could trust him. That would make living with him so much easier, though. <br><br>And honestly, what’s not to like? He was turning out to be a pretty nice guy. With offering to cook and clean, Mikayla wondered if she would be able to take him up on the offer. She figured she would give him a shot, see if his cleaning skills met her standards. She was so picky and it had always been a subject of distress with her and Fin, when she’d come up behind and reclean whatever it was he had just finished. Now, he didn’t bother, and everything was fine. She smiled at Sebastian, <strong>”Sure! I could give up the reins for an evening. Maybe I’ll start a new book.”</strong> Her to read list was ever growing, and she hadn’t really had much time to put a dent in it. Her brother’s words pulled her from her musing and she frowned playfully at him, <strong>”Twenty, maybe thirty minutes? You aren’t going to wither away to nothingness before than.”</strong> She tossed an elbow Finnick’s way, with the hand not holding the knife, of course.<br><br>It seemed, too, that Sebastian didn’t have any rules he wanted to lay down, but he was curious about when he could play his piano. Mikayla turned back to him, her eyes widening in surprise. <strong>”The Full Moon? I didn’t realize you were the new pianist there. Finnick and I work there, too!”</strong> How strange was that? She had a sudden, but fleeting concern this could be a problem. They would always see each other and that could be a huge strain on a brand new relationship. But the three of them seemed to be getting along nicely enough, so she didn’t dwell on it too much further. She had a tendency to get obsessive and if she thought on something too much, she was likely to cause the outcome she feared the most. So instead, she finished chopping up the last potato, then throwing them into a pot, filling it with water and setting it to boil. <br><br>She turned back to Finnick and Sebastian, <strong>”Well, since we will be working together quite a bit it seems, we’ll certainly want to practice! The music doesn’t bother me. Sometimes I’ll walk about the apartment serenading to no one in particular, just to make sure I’m still on the mark."</strong> She watched him move to the piano and began playing, the notes soft and beautiful, even if they were just scales. Her eyes widen as what he had said finally registered in her mind. Producer? <strong>"Producer?"</strong> She blushed, choking on a laugh, <strong>"Well, I mean, if you want to do a duet, I'm certainly not going to turn you down!"</strong> The grin that was plastered to her face carried over as her gaze moved to Finnick. She spoke softly, <strong>”I think this is going to work out well, don’t you?”</strong> Then she went about preparing the chicken, imagine what a luck break this could be! Would she finally get on the map? As she started to trim the fat from the breasts, she looked to Finnick once more, <strong>”Shall we get this party started early? I found some white wine, if you wanna open the bottle up.”</strong> Then she went back to getting dinner ready, listening as Sebastian tuned the piano.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 04:19:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://malecelebbio.com/gallery/2012/06/Danny-Schwarz-23.jpg)</div> It wasn't hard for Finnick to tell that it seemed that Sebastian was hitting on his sister and he was suddenly feeling very territorial than normal, he didn't know the guy and didn't quite trust him yet, especially with his sister. He also didn't like the seemingly bitter tone that he got, but he tried to shrug it off and figured he&nbsp; was just reading too much into things. <strong>"I can handle the trash."</strong> He said, rolling his eyes, he was very dramatic about it too... His gay was showing through a bit.<br><br>Sometimes he got snappy when he was hungry and he was sure that was what Mikayla would take it for if she didn't hear the words like Finn had. <strong>"Yes, I am going to wither away to nothingness before then, thanks for realizing."</strong> He said, glaring at her, but he suddenly smiled laughed. His humor was definitely sometimes hard to get. He hadn't realized that Sebastian was going to be the new pianist at The Full Moon, but it made sense and had they been in a smaller city he might of assumed that was where he would work. Surely there were plenty of pianist places opened in other establishments... That was the reason why he hadn't assumed.<br><br>Finn knew with the word producer that his sister was suddenly falling in love... Well, sort of, she was likely in love with the idea of perhaps being discovered. She would use Sebastian to get there too, whether she meant to or not. She had been waiting to get her big break for a while, and he knew right now she was seeing the shining lights of Hollywood... Well, this was what he thought, didn't necessarily mean it was going to happen. Mikayla's heart was definitely in a better place than Finnick's was most of the time.<br><br>He got up and searched for the corkscrew, he soon found it and poured everyone a glass, he offered one to Sebastian as friendly as he could, setting it down where he was told to. He then moved with two glasses to Mikayla and hugged her from behind, he got close to her ear, <strong>"he likes you..."</strong> He whispered as quietly as he could and still be heard, he was careful not to spill the glasses, setting them on the counter so he could better hold his sister, <strong>"I might sleep with you tonight... To you know, protect."</strong> He laughed softly, he was feeling protective and he was trying to tell her that in not so many words. He enjoyed holding his sister for a few more moments before he let her go and grabbed his glass, he sipped it and moved to the couch, sitting down he watched Sebastian... Even though he wasn't playing any sort of song, he still liked it, he could tell that this guy was going to be good... Especially because The Full Moon had hired him. He hoped he would learn to trust the guy, he didn't seem all that bad... Well, as long as he kept his hands off Mikayla.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 02:51:22</strong>
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				Sebastian smiled at Finn's "performance". Sebastian knew Finn could just be making a joke, but it did make Sebastian wonder if his former high school crush had realized what Sebastian had hoped for. Well, Sebastian knew that sooner or later he'd bring someone home. Then the truth could be revealed. But in case he was right, Sebastian put a pouty face on and looked at Mikayla, "I think I hurt the pretty boy's feelings," that he quickly followed by looking at Finn, "I'm sorry, honey," he said with a joking smile. Sebastian walked around the counter and put his hands on Finn's shoulders a little rub, "I'm a sarcastic bastard sometimes, you'll learn to love me for it."<br><br>Sebastian finished his scales and opened the top of the piano to tighten or loosen strings as needed as Finn brought over the wine. Sebastian took it, as well as a drink from it and set it down on the coffee table. He pretended to be focused on tuning the piano, which he was. But he could see Finn getting, protective over Mikayla. How cute, Sebastian thought.<br><br>Once the piano was tuned, he took a seat and began playing a random melody. Then, inspired by Mikayla, he began playing the first song Sebastian had ever heard her sing in school for a talent show. In no time, a beautifully jazzed up rendition of "Fly Me to the Moon" came out of the piano. Sebastian looked at the twins and playfully wagged his eyebrows, "I've got a thing for Old Blue Eyes," he said it with a flirtatious grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madame Professor</strong> on <strong>01-02-2014, 22:29:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i935.photobucket.com/albums/ad199/Fatora/936full-clara-alonso.jpg)</div> Hazel eyes harden as they stared at Finnick. God, he could be such a grouch when he was hungry. He didn’t have to be such a drama queen. They had agreed a roommate was a good idea, so he could just suck it up. She wasn’t sure where the attitude was coming from, as Sebastian seemed quite friendly, if a bit flirty, but she couldn’t hold that against him. The only conclusion she could make was that Finn really needed to eat. Her attention moved to their new roommate, though, when he spoke to her and then to her brother, his words dripping with sarcasm. Oh my! This was certainly going to be interesting. Briefly, she wondered if this was some sort of guy dominance thing. Like they were testing the waters to see who was more ‘Alpha Male’. She simply shook her head, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. <strong>”Sarcasm is definitely welcome.”</strong> She looked to Finn, <strong>”Right grouchy pants?”</strong> She gave him a wink, so he would know she was teasing him. <br><br>At Finnick’s next works, she simply laughed. He was certainly an odd ball, but she loved her brother for it. Plus, she tended to have an odd sense of humor, too, a bit quirky, and it was nice that they could understand one another, when most people didn’t. A silence fell as her brother went about opening and pouring the wine, the only sound the tuning of the piano, and as she finished getting everything cleaned and prepared ready to cook she smiled at her brother as he came up behind her, embracing her in a tender hug. Her smile only widened at his words, and she paused in her seasoning of the chicken to look at him. She whispered back, <strong>”He can like me all he wants, you know I’m not <em>that</em> easy. But a slumber party sounds good.”</strong> She gave her brother a soft kiss on the cheek. It had been awhile since the siblings had shared a bed, and a while longer since Mikayla had shared a bed with anyone else. The idea of being able to cuddle with someone, especial since they had a new person in the house, was nice. In all honesty, she probably would have wondered over to his bed after everyone was in bed, anyway, just from the uncertainty their new roommate would bring. <br><br>She let her brother hold her for a bit as she finished her prep work, but then had to scurry out of his embrace to throw the chicken in the oven. The water had boiled for the potatoes and she tossed them in, covering them. The asparagus would join the chicken a bit later, so now she played the waiting game. Picking up her wine glass, she moved out from the kitchen as Sebastian started to play a sweet melody, which quickly changed into one she recognized instantly. “Fly Me to the Moon” was absolutely her favorite song, and her eyes and smile widened as he looked to her. She couldn’t help herself. Covering the distance between herself and the piano, Mikayla practically swooned as she joined Sebastian by the beautiful instrument, and flawlessly joined in, singing along with the key strokes. Her voice had definitely improved since high school. She had sung beautifully back then, but she had done a lot of work on developing her voice and it showed. Her notes were smoother, her pitch perfect. It was easy for her to lose herself in the song and for a moment, she seemed to forget she had the small audience of her brother and new roommate. It was just her and the song as Sebastian played away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>09-02-2014, 19:20:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://malecelebbio.com/gallery/2012/06/Danny-Schwarz-23.jpg)</div>Finnick ignored Sebastian as best he could, even when he was touched, which wasn't something he completely had enjoyed. Though, the fact that his sister had agreed to a slumber party had made him much happier, taking him out of his negative mood. Finnick sat down in his seat and down his drink as the two were so cutely together, singing and playing piano. Sebastian definitely knew how to quickly reach Mikayla's heart. Especially since the song that was played was her favorite.<br><br>He poured himself another glass before he moved to the living room, he watched the two they were very good together, the Full Moon had done a great job at finding the right person to hire... Now as long as he kept his paws away from Mikayla sexually until they all got more adjusted to each other, that would be grand. Finnick knew he was hungry and he was in fact being grouchy and reading too much into things because of it, his mood would likely subside a bit when he was fed.<br><br>Finnick got up to check on the food, he had no idea how things were to be cooked so he moved to the fridge instead, to find something to pick at while he was waiting, he found an orange, he took it out and peeled it, sitting back in the living room he munched on it, sipped his wine, and watched the free show that was being put on his living room for anyone that was around to hear and see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Can't We Just Be Friends (Skyler2813, Madame Professor, and Immortal)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Abraxos the Fallen</strong> on <strong>12-02-2014, 04:55:37</strong>
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				Sebastian's eyes stayed on Mikayla as she began to serenade the two men, though it appeared she could have been singing in an empty auditorium for all she cared. The woman was talented, even in high school there was no doubt Mikayla would be headed to the big time, be it on Broadway or in music recording. Sebastian, when he still went by Bass, had on more than one occasion told her that he'd play for her anywhere. That, at least, hadn't changed. Sebastian fell temporarily in love with Mikayla every time she sang. Now, she was even better.<br><br>Sebastian played the song into a grandios finish, hoping for a powerful vocal conclusion. Once the song was over, he stood and applauded her. "Wow, why aren't you starring on Broadway?" Sebastian said as he placed his hand gently on her forearm. He let it stay there for a moment before "embarrassingly" pulling it away. Then he looked at Finn, "So, did she leave any talent for you? Looks like she got the lion's share," he said as he casually looked Finn up and down, " in just about everything. Though you certainly got some of the looks," another wink at Finn and then he sat back on the bench, taking a drink of wine before turning back to the keys.<br><br>"So, another Blue Eyes or shall we make our way to Dean Martin?" Sebastian asked as he began playing "Ain't that a Kick in the Head?"
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