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[amberhearted]

Who: Alexander & John
What: John gets the giggles at Starbucks, oh nooo.
Where: One of the many Starbucks that dominate street corners.
When: 8/2, Friday afternoon

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Who: Alexander & Banagher
What: Banagher gets the giggles at the movies, oh nooooo.
Where: MOVIES.
When: 8/3, Saturday afternoon

And here!

Who: Alexander, Arthur, John & Ravindra
What: Arthur rallies up some dudes to go bar crawling, where they get another round of giggle fits from all dem ice cubes and anything else using tap water, oh noo-- actually, aw yesssss.
Where: errywhere
When: 8/2, Friday evening

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Alex & John

[amberhearted]

[ alex had become acutely aware of drugged(?!) tap water when ravi erupted into a fit of giggles that rooted a perplexed alex to the spot for a good ten seconds, staring wide-eyed at him.

then he poured his own glass of water down the drain.

after ravi retreated to his room, a thing alex was all too willing to let him do (he'd be in so much shit if he made a scene about this), alex drove to starbucks to get themselves something to drink. obviously an established business would not be serving drugged water!

(which meant that the 'gardeners' knew where they lived... or so he thought. but ravi hadn't wanted to leave his room. alex had to content himself with the fact that he at least had a firearm on him.)

so now he is at sbux, googling if nitrous oxide works in water (laughing gas is his first guess) as he waits for his order. ]

[allinvein]

[John had, thus far, been lucky enough to avoid any tap water. Running late that morning meant a five hour energy in the car, and at work, he'd been chugging down water from the water cooler, which contained spring water, thank you very much. It wasn't until after his initial energy drink had worn off that he'd have his first brush with the tap water.

Yep, John is here for some afternoon coffee--for his fix, as it were, and those lovely ice cubes are just waiting for him.

--At least, they will be once he puts in his order, which he does posthaste. John then steps away from the counter and stands beside Alex before fishing out his phone to kill some time.]

[amberhearted]

[ alex briefly glances up, as one often does when another enters their periphery, then does a double-take.

this... is the guy who had black eyes, isn't it? wow, what are the chances!

he pulls up the photo of john's text reply + thumbs up that he'd taken on his phone and softly nudges john with his elbow. ]

Hey.

[ showing him the photo!! quickest way to identify himself in this situation iho. ]

[allinvein]

[At the nudge at his elbow, John glances over at the guy next to him, and before he even has a moment to ask what's up, his eyes land solidly on the phone and a veeeeeeery familiar photograph.]

Alex?

[His face lights up with a bright smile.]

Heeey! Good to see you!

[amberhearted]

[ alas, in an effort to conceal his fangs, alex returns his smile with a less brighter one. it is no less genuine, though. ]

What's up? Here for a pick-me-up?

[allinvein]

Yeah, you could say that. Didn't get my usual fix this morning.

[He shrugs his shoulders.]

I was running late. How're you?

[amberhearted]

Fine, fine. Getting my 'morning' fix right now, actually. Something's, ah... [ he lightly taps his phone against his chin, smile falling. ]

Our water's acting up.

[allinvein]

[His face shifts from an apologetic, "Ah, morning," look to one of curiosity.]

Yeah? Couldn't get a plumber in time?

[And then John's gaze narrows a little, the furrow of his brow deepening.]

Or are we not talking about that sort of problem?

[amberhearted]

[ as alex opens his mouth to answer, one of the baristas calls out his order -- two drinks, two bagels. he shoots john a tight-lipped 'what can you do about it' smile before grabbing his order -- obviously, john has hit the nail on the head.

john's order is next -- whatever it is, the coffee or espresso was brewed with tap water, so he'll be in for a rude surprise.

alex, too, who has no idea that this water problem is not contained to his apartment yet and is actually looking forward to what is his FIRST COFFEE DRINK SINCE DRINKING BLOOD, YEAH!!! ]

We are talking about a problem-problem.

Alex & Banagher

[amberhearted]

[ alex is reclined in his seat, enjoying 'despicable me 2' when a fart gun is used against the villain on screen and someone in the rows bursts out into giggles.

ok, it was kind of funny!

but then they keep laughing... ]

[argents]

[ Yeah, it was a little funny! ...But not that funny! At least not enough for Banagher to be doubled over in his seat trying desperately not to erupt into inexplicable peals of laughter. Unfortunately his attempt to drink some water to clear his throat ends in him nearly 1. choking and 2. awkwardly spewing water all over the person in front of him (whoops) causing the other patron to hiss a very offended, What the fuck, man?!

Lucky for him, he plays it as choking on a popcorn kernel well enough to not get decked by said patron and manages to wiggle out of his seat and make a break for the nearest exit. ]

I'm hehereaheheheally — [ oh my god what ] — really, hahaha, um, sorry!

[ Out out out gotta get out of here what even is this he hasn't laughed this much at a fart joke since he was what, seven?! ]

[amberhearted]

[ it's a little difficult to separate the giggler's voice from the movie, but alex is pretty sure he's heard it before. could it be...?

slipping out of his seat, he follows after the retreating figure and winces as his eyes adjust to the normal lighting of the theater hall.

a-ha! it is banagher. ]

Banagher, hey. [ he reaches out to touch his shoulder because alex is touchy-feely like that. ] What's up?

[argents]

[ Thanks to the fact that he's putting up a valiant effort to not dissolve into uproarious giggles right then and there, Banagher doesn't immediately notice Alex until the touch makes him nearly jump out of his skin. ]

A-Alex — I hahahahahve no — hehehhehe, idea! [ Despite his fit, he looks completely spooked. ] Something's wrong...? But I —!

[ Have no clue what's going on because there he goes all chucklehouse again.

Laughter and vague panic, not a good combo. WHO KNEW. ]

[amberhearted]

[ alex leans back and stares at banagher like he's spewing frogs and tadpoles from his mouth. laughter mixed with that expression is kind of unsettling. ]

Ah, jeez... [ was this the fault of WEIRD ASS WATER, too?? this isn't the place to figure it out.

he shrugs out of his jacket and drops it over banagher's head. ]

Come on, let's go. [ replacing his hand on the boy's shoulders, he'll lead them to the parking lot where banagher can seek temporary shelter in his truck. ]

[argents]

[ Covered up, he's much less jumpy. Though an inhale-exhale meant to steady him just breaks down into more laughter, even as he's peering up over his jacket's collar gratefully. ]

S-Sorry, this is so — [ gigglesnort ] — weird.

[amberhearted]

Aw, don't worry about it.

[ deftly ignoring any odd looks their way like a pro. luckily, their walk is short-- he parked as close as he could get to the building this time. who knows if that would deter any other mutated-looking squirrels from loitering around his truck, but it wouldn't hurt to try.

once they're inside, alex presses the all-lock button (you never know, now). ]

All right, no one'll hear you in here.

[ WOW THAT'S ACTUALLY KIND OF... creepy to say....... ]

[argents]

Okayheheh, um... thanks, heh. [ To his credit he did a pretty good job of staying hush-hush in public because who knew when random corrupt hyper-aware alien police were going to feel like getting their suspicion on!

But that was then and this is now and with nothing else standing in the way of an uninterrupted gigglefest, Banagher can't hold them in any longer.

His laughter seems a little more genuine rather than edgy now, ignoring that he's still just as confused. ]

You don't seem awahahahafully — ehehahasurprised by a-any of this...

[ Breathing, breathing is a thing he needs. He coughs once. ]

BAR CRAWL

[amberhearted]

[ when arthur suggested the idea, it took approximately 0.0003 seconds for alex to agree. HE WAS HALF-DEAD, HE DRANK BLOOD, AND HE COULDN'T EAT GARLIC. fuck everything, getting a drink (or several) was long overdue.

now, what were the chances of alex not only running into arthur, but then john on his way back to his truck? hell yeah, he threw out the invitation.

THIS WAS DESTINY.

of course, ravindra had also been invited by virtue of being his roommate.

BARS WERE SAFE FROM GIGGLEWATER, RIGHT? alcohol came in a bottle!! NOTHING COULD GO WRONG TONIGHT.

except he didn't really take into account the possibility that turning into a vampire suddenly made him a lightweight???

FUCK EVERYTHING. ]

[italktofish]

[Well, as fate would have it, ordering anything on the rocks used ice made from the same tainted tap water. As fate would also have it, Arthur had consumed a few of these drinks. He'd also been generous and bought a round for everyone else in their little bar-crawling group.

So, really, it shouldn't surprise anyone that he's loudly singing a song to anyone else at the bar who will listen, stopping every couple of lines to giggle a little.]

[allinvein]

[Unlike Alex, it had taken John about... thirty seconds to agree to joining him on his bar crawl, and he did so after very plainly stating that he wouldn't actually be, you know, drinking. He didn't offer a reason--not really, at least--but hey, he was offering to be the designated driver for when the crawl did finally come to an end.

That had to count for something, right?

Anyway, after eyeing the drinks the others had gotten and briefly contemplating the brilliance of his idea to come, John settles with an Arnold Palmer, and a few minutes later? He's chewing his lower lip raw as he tries desperately to stifle the giggles that threaten to spill out of his mouth.

...Yeah, he probably should've said no to that invitation. OH WELL. Let the good times roll!]

[healspec]

[wow Ravi hasn't gone bar-crawling since his army days, this is nostalgic. he just hopes it doesn't end the way those usually did. (ie with somebody getting a bloody nose and a black eye. sometimes several somebodies.)]

[the fact that he doesn't know either of the people Alex has invited keeps him quiet through the beginning of the night, but that doesn't mean he's having a bad time. he just prefers to listen instead of talk. which is fine, as long as no one calls him out on it like an asshole]

[he gets more talkative the more drinks he has in him. also more giggly. that doesn't exactly strike him as weird, though]

[he has his face in his hands while Arthur is singing. arthur you're cute but seriously no why]

Stop. Everyone is staring. [between the mumbling and the fact that his accent gets stronger when he's drunk, that may or may not be intelligible]

[amberhearted]

[ NOPE, NO STOPPING. alex flings an arm around john and ravi's shoulders, respectively, hugging them closer. ]

Whoooo're you, just a man orrr a supermaaaan?

[ C'MON GUYS, SING ALONG. this is the cheer their crummy lives need right now. ]

[italktofish]

[Arthur stifles a guffaw of laughter--this is just the sort of night for laughing his head off, he must be having a good time--and he throws an arm around Alex to make a human chain of drunkenness or something.]

THE MAAAAAAN WE TURN TO FOR THE PLAAAAAAAAAAAN!

[He's trying so, so hard not to laugh right now. Man, he's having a good time. He'd also really like to talk to some fish right about now, but singing this song is still pretty satisfying.]

[allinvein]

[You know, looking at him, Alex doesn't look like the type to be such a lightweight, but he laughs all the same as he presses into him. John allows the giggles to slip past his lips then, the sound temporarily drowning out the singing of both Alex and Arthur.]

Christ, where did you even learn that song!?

[He claps his hand over his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter. John fails miserably, of course, and the sniggers keep on coming.]

It's terrible!

[healspec]

[no alex no stop no. ravi is trying to shove himself away (and giggling about it even though he really doesn't find it funny at all). depending on how intent Alex is about keeping hold of him, he may end up falling off his stool in the process.]

[also because I forgot to mention it in the previous tag, he took the time to nice-ify his hair before this excursion, so it is tamed into neat waves instead of the usual unruly curls. you never know when you will need to make a good impression on a cute guy, ok]