Christabelle, Delk, and Abbey's Home((Slumber Party!!!!))

Lanie looked up and said, "Oh yeah, all the things we planned!" Lanie walked over to where Christy and her friends were standing. "I thought we could paint toenails, do each other's hair..."What do you guys think?" she asked.

Godric smiled as Marco looked at him. It was a bit weak due to his sleep deprivation, but he didn't care. He snuggled up closer to his boyfriend and smiled. "You should probably change just incase mine Lebia." He had hoped not to much girly stuff was going to be going on. He still had his pride afterall. Eyeliner, and base was about as far as he was willing to go. And NO ONE tuched his hair but him.

Godric looked at Laine with a dark stare. "Is that realy what girls do at parties?" he asked with a sound of distaste. He reached into his pockets and drew out an obsidian flask, drinking deeply from it. He wasn't even worried about what other's opinion of him would be. He offered it to Marco with a smile. "To help us get through this night with our sanity." his eyes were a wicked gleam of mischife.

Maro listened raptly attentive as the girl spoke of painting nails and doing hair. He couldn't help but cast a surreptitious glance at Godric. He was in for as much as Godric was in for; his humiliation was firmly detached from his manhood and pride. Fingernails...well he'd been known to go black and even red or blue on occasion, so that wasn't out, hair... he thought about his spiky blonde hair and grimaced, not too likely. It took some work to get his hair the way he liked it and he didn't want ponytails and ribbons wound into it. A slight smirk crossed his face; perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to let them try their hand if they stuck to spiking it only.

He nodded to Godric and grinned, how remiss would it be if he stripped down and just put his bottoms on? He wasn't one known for overt modesty, but with so many females present, and his extraordinarily sexy Godric so close it would be better to move to one of the bethrooms he'd seen the girls using. He grinned back at Godric and accepted the flask, it would probably be the wrong choice as drinking wasn't a pasttime for him. He took a long pull and felt it warming him almost imperceptably. Yeah, thanks, nothing like liquid fortification. He was grinning a bit more widely as he handed the flask back while rising. He moved to the nearest empty bathroom and changed out coming back in a pair of black silk lounge pants with blue and green celtic knot designs embroidered over them. He ran his hands through his hair lazily causing it to spike up worse and resumed his place beside his boyfriend casting him a stealthy glance that hinted at how he wished they were alone. So what now?

Christy cast Godric a look. You better help me or I swear I'll make your life a living hell. she said with her eyes to her cousin. The look in her eyes and face told him that she ment every word that she thought. She couldn't help it though. He was just grateful that he had Marco to curl up to. Christy had just had her toes and nails done earlier in the day so she didn't need the pedicure. Not to mention she wasn't too keen on painting anyone's toenails having a strong dislike for feet.

"OOH! We can um...do a spa?!" Willow suggested. She always wanted to put that stuff on her face and those um...were they cucumbers???

(^Yeahhhhh...that was ME. )