Jeremy Darling (
stars_and_money) wrote2011-12-01 06:13 pm
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New York City, NY, Thursday Morning
Jeremy and Juliet had decided to stay in New York after Thanksgiving, when news from Fandom had started sounding like trouble might have been brewing, and they had wanted no real part of it. While Jeremy might've sort of been missing someone, it hadn't been that hard a decision to wait things out. This was home, and the party scene had welcomed them back with open arms.
Besides, Jeremy would have been lying if he'd claimed he hadn't missed his own bedroom. It was the size of a common room back at the dorms, and it had most of his stuff in it, too. What was there not to like? So far this morning, he'd only climbed out of bed for long enough to open the door and let Midas in the room. Now, the dog was lounging next to him on the bed, his head resting against Jeremy's leg.
Jeremy felt so at home, so at ease. Maybe he could even get one of the maids to bring him breakfast.
"Sofia!" he called out. No answer. He tried again. "Sofia? Come on, Sofia!"
After a few more times, he was frowning, though mildly. Maybe the maid just didn't hear him.
[ooc: NFB, but open for the sis and/or phonecalls and texts! Whoot, oblivious rich people.]
Besides, Jeremy would have been lying if he'd claimed he hadn't missed his own bedroom. It was the size of a common room back at the dorms, and it had most of his stuff in it, too. What was there not to like? So far this morning, he'd only climbed out of bed for long enough to open the door and let Midas in the room. Now, the dog was lounging next to him on the bed, his head resting against Jeremy's leg.
Jeremy felt so at home, so at ease. Maybe he could even get one of the maids to bring him breakfast.
"Sofia!" he called out. No answer. He tried again. "Sofia? Come on, Sofia!"
After a few more times, he was frowning, though mildly. Maybe the maid just didn't hear him.
[ooc: NFB, but open for the sis and/or phonecalls and texts! Whoot, oblivious rich people.]
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She was proud of that, yes.
[OOC: I have been meaning to make a post like this all week. I <3 you.]
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Probably not.
He shrugged. "Guess I have to get my own breakfast."
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She glanced over. "Get mine too?"
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Are you guys here?
Way to be on top of things, Miley.
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"Any preferences, sis?"
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depends. wheres here?
That was almost an existential question!
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Fandom!
Wait...
Or anywhere. You still exist, right?
No, Miley. Jeremy had been Nothinged and now he was texting you back.
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uh yeah i think so. but we r home in nyc.
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Actually, they just hadn't noticed the disappearances that had occurred. Oops.
just chillin.
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Not that she was done freaking out. She wasn't. But last night had given her a sense of temporary calm.
Which would soon be destroyed by Pinkie's class. Anyway.
Thnx for the necklace, BTW. It's really cute.
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Or they'd been too insistent on traveling first class.
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Not having servants, it was painful.
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He saluted her, before exiting the room.
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Jeremy was a man of simple pleasures.
how's fandom?
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Like, you know. Her. In particular.
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That really said enough about that subject, didn't it?
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She needs to get some help.
Like, immediately.
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And he was going to refrain from pointing out what Miley had sounded like on her latest radio shift.
r u ok?
... Except for that.
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Totally. This just has to get fixed already, 'cause no way am I staying here over Christmas just 'cause my world is still all weird.
For one thing, there was that duet she was supposed to do with Sheryl Crow.
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He also looked a little confused.
"Hey," he said, setting the tray on the bed, "do you think Mom's old enough to start getting, like, whatever it is that old people get where they start forgetting stuff?"
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Yes, Jeremy was inclined to believe her. More or less.
it'll blow over soon i'm sure. fandom brainiacs are on it.
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"I'm just wondering," he shared, "'cause she didn't know we had a maid called Sofia."
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And now she was being treated as never having been there? Hey, it had probably happened with the help before.
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How Amish.
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"Must be our new thing." No, twins. No. "It's kinda Amish-y. I don't know if I like it."
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Not that she was rushing downstairs to confront Letitia. She was gearing up.
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