The Invitation

[Georgiana Armitage]

Zeke had invited Georgiana Armitage to stay with him and his roommates to escape the mayhem that was the Armitage country home. It was a nice reprieve from the chaotic, often condescending words of her various relatives.

Georgiana returned to Zeke’s place once more after quite a successful shopping spree. She pushed the door shut behind her with her hip and made her way into the kitchen for a glass of water. Dropping her bags next to the stool as she spotted Zac she smiled. “Heya Zac,” she greeted him, “Would you mind getting me a glass of water?” she asked innocently, taking a seat and not even bothering to get it herself. “How was your day?” she asked with a coy smile.

((ooc: Hope that was alright? Let me know if I need to change anything.))

[Ezekiel Jones]

(ooc: I hope this is okay! I can shuffle Zeke into another room for a bit if you guys had something planned for Georgie/Zac. <3)

"Oi Bennett, where's my glass of water?" Zeke joked as he leaned against the door frame, fresh from the gym. He chucked a basketball at Zac, with blatant disregard for all of the fragile 'kitchen stuff' scattered precariously through the room (most of it donated by the housemates' parents and almost never put to good use).

He leaned down to kiss Georgie, though he had the common courtesy to keep a good amount of space between them until he had the chance to take a shower. "Good haul today, babe?" he laughed, looking down at her shopping bags.

[Zac Bennett]

Pouring himself a cup of tea from the just-boiled kettle, Zac spun round on his heel to face the newcomer who addressed him suddenly. "Oh uh-hi, hi Georgiana," Zac greeted her in surprise as she returned with what looked like a mass of shopping bags. "Water, sure," he crossed the kitchen without even thinking about what he was doing (force of habit stemming from having Ally as a sister) and poured her a glass of water from the filter jug in the fridge. Handing it to her he smiled, "You have been shopping then?" he asked, nudging his head to the bags with a chuckle and a good-natured shake of the head.

"My day was fine, I had an early morning basketball training sesh so I got the portkey over to NY and I've just this minute got back," he explained quickly, kicking softly at the kit bag at his feet which was evidence of just such a trip, "Can I get you anything? I'm just making myself some breakfast. Pancakes?" Zac offered her politely. Working in America but living still in the UK really messed with his sleeping pattern and concept of meal times - when everyone had finished their supper, he was usually enjoying a pre-game lunch in NYC. As muich as he loved playing for the New York team he was beginning to reconsider his job. Sure he had enjoyed the hell out of himself the past couple of years but would prefer some kind of career in which he didn't have to hop back and forth via Portkey every single day.

As he whisked the pancake mix up in a bowl he was taken aback as Zeke then appeared in the kitchen doorway, "Oh hey man, you hear the promise of food or-?" he asked jokingly in response to his flatmate's sudden appearance as he rested the bowl on the kitchen counter. Good thing really as next minute he was thinking fast as Zeke chucked a basketball at him - he caught it easily and tucked it under his arm, momentarily turning away from the couple and back to his pancake mix as they kissed. "Mate, that haul is nothing, trust me that haul is actually a slow day, right?" Zac laughed, looking at Georgie expectantly. Again, knowing that was the curse of being Ally Bennett's little brother.

[Georgiana Armitage]

“Pancakes sound delicious, I’m starving,” Georgie replied glancing over the table at Zack as she fished out a few fashion magazines from one of her many bags and decidedly flipped through the first one.

Georgie smiled into the kiss as Zeke leaned down to kiss her, though courteously not trying to muss her new dress with his sweatiness. She shrugged and then smiled over at Zac who handed her the open water bottle. “Thank you Zack,” she gave him a flirty glance over one shoulder before taking a sip, and nodded.

“Zack is right, this is nothing compared to my usual,” she said wistfully with a nonchalant wave of her hand. “How was your practice babe?” she asked Zeke biting her bottom lip. She really wanted to kiss him again but didn’t want to get all gross.

[Ezekiel Jones]

"Bennett. Serious question. Are you under some kinda curse where you're forced to obey the orders of petite brunettes?" Zeke asked while waving a fork of questionable cleanliness (when washing dishes, he generally considered an item 'clean' if it had been touched by at least one molecule of H2O) and sticking it directly in the pan to pick up a pancake for himself.

"Right, I've seen some of those hauls. Gotta look good in my Jag," Zeke laughed. The Jaguar was a car he didn't yet own, mind you, as he came from a markedly different social class than Georgie or even Zac. He was just ambitious, and had every intention of climbing his way to the top. He devoured the pancake sans plate, then shrugged. "Gym was alright. Good to know I'm not going to make an ass out of myself on the court just because I spend all day sitting at a desk." Zeke pulled Georgie's shopping bags towards him, holding up a pair of black lacy underwear and jokingly pulling back like she might smack him for it. "Aww, you bought something for Sunday brunch with my gran."

Zeke tossed his empty fork into the sink and glanced toward the bathroom. "Look, you don't need to be polite. I know I need a shower," he laughed while tugging his shirt over his head (asserting his dominance over other males through gratuitous abs and tattoos, natch) and taking off into the hall.

[Sebastian Bedworth]

"Did you know that the tip of a penis, doesnt sweat?" Seb asked the room as he appeared in the kitchen, having seen Zeke making his way to the bathroom, minus his top yet again.

Walking over to where Zac was cooking, Seb looked into the pan and nodded his head with a small "hmm" before giving Zac a thumbs up to say he wanted some. Sittiing down at the kitchen table, he turned to Georgie and smiled at her with a small wave, not really talking as he'd only really ever heard bad things about her from Adelle or noiises of activities that he wasnt engaging in coming from Zeke's room.

"In some Micronesian cultures, sweat is thought of as a warrior’s essence and to drink such an essence, is considered a great honour. Hey are you going to the Bookstore thing Ally's throwing for Halloween or can I have your ticket and take my...em..she's...well..um...take Adelle?" Seb blushed, turning in his seat to look at Zac, trying to ignore the fact Georgie might be looking at him.

(ooc. Hope dropping Seb in is ok, Im in desperate need of unabandoning)