Russell
Not sure whether I'm relieved or confused
Wed Mar 15, 2017 12:25
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Marissa expressed pleasure at having him in attendance, and he blinked at her from behind his sunglasses, confused by that statement. Not bad confused, he thought, just confused, because obviously his lacking presence at past parties hadn’t been missed (the thought hadn’t even crossed his mind that any other attitude about his unattendance could be possible) and so why would his not-lacking presence be appreciated? Well, that was a nice change of pace, if a bit weird. But Marissa was pretty nice, so it was less weird coming from her than, say, his yearmate Heather, who followed the much more familiar and expected trend of snickering behind his back rather than to his face.

Marissa went on to further prove her slightly-weird niceness by her response to his frantic question. “It’s my party; I can do what I want.”

Russell blinked, again. Her flower didn’t match his at all, not even close; it was much lighter and had a spotted pattern. If they spent too much time together here, other people would notice and know that they weren’t supposed to be partnered up. He was absolutely certain that no-one would make fun of Marissa for choosing to hang out with him tonight, but he was also absolutely certain that it made no sense for Marissa to do this, since he wasn’t the most fun person at social events (read: never went to social events and didn’t know how to hold himself comfortably in these settings) (read: was only ever inherently comfortable in one setting and that was being outside alone at night, and learning to be comfortable anywhere else was Hard).

“Well... if you’re sure,” he ventured, face relaxing slightly into a hesitant smile. “That’s really nice to offer. And um, better than being alone, right?” Glancing back at the flower in his hand, he decided it wasn’t really necessary to keep holding it and folded it into the chest pocket of his vest so that the petals flopped out cheerfully. Er, maybe cheerfully. Maybe his flower really was the colour of wood and didn’t look cheerful at all. At least it would match him. “So, um, what do you normally do when you host parties?” he asked Marissa, genuinely curious. “Do you just go around talking to people? Or try to dance and stuff and have fun, too?” Oh dear, would she expect him to dance? He didn’t think he was too bad at dancing - one of the boys who hung out at the skatepark with him over late summer evenings liked to breakdance, and Russell didn’t have the musculature to do any of the headstand stuff but he could at least hold a steady rhythm - but he didn’t know the first thing about dancing with girls.

  • It's okay. Clueless can be endearing. - Marissa, Tue Mar 14 21:15
    It wasn’t a third year, at least. Marissa enjoyed working with Russell in class. He was a little strange, which the Aquila thought was good. Everyone at Rocky Mountain International had their quirks. ... more
    • Not sure whether I'm relieved or confused - Russell, Wed Mar 15 12:25
      • You can be both. - Marissa, Wed Mar 15 15:54
        She plucked the carnation out of her hair and set it on the snack table. She paused, moved it to another spot on the table, and smiled. There, now it looked like a pretty decoration. She didn’t need... more
        • Oh good, that saves me the decision - Russell, Wed Mar 15 22:37
          Considering this was his first party (fancy birthday dinners with various relatives at his mom’s restaurant didn’t count), it did not come at all as a surprise to Russell to realize that he couldn’t... more
          • It's my job to make things easier! - Marissa, Thu Mar 16 13:29
            Even if Marissa didn’t want to plan a party with Armaan again, she’d call this specific event a success just based on all the pleasant surprises she saw around her. Danny and Camilla were dancing... more
            • It's easier than I expected. - Russell, Thu Mar 16 19:37
              Once his feet had made the final slap to the ground in the drilled pattern, he opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Marissa smiling widely at him. She had liked it? ...She had liked it.... more
              • I'm good at what I do. - Marissa, Sun Mar 19 17:35
                Russell’s question almost took her by surprise, and then she remembered this was his first year at Rocky Mountain International. She’d gotten used to him being in classes with her. There were also... more
                • I'm starting to figure that out - Russell, Mon Mar 20 14:21
                  Russell had never taken a dance class. Or any type of class outside of his actual academics, really. It was hard to find classes with a physical environment he was comfortable in, and he’d given up... more
                  • It's a talent - Marissa, Sat Mar 25 23:21
                    Marissa grinned and made her way to the drinks, where she grabbed two cups and two cans of ginger ale. She knew she’d have fun with Russell, because the red head knew how to have fun in pretty much... more
                    • A natural gift - Russell, Mon Mar 27 01:00
                      Apparently, Marissa didn’t find him a drag after all. On one hand, he could understand that. Dancing together had been really fun. On the other hand, which was proportionately larger, Russell... more
                      • Organic! - Marissa, Fri Mar 31 21:37
                        It was really sweet how happy Russell was now. Marissa couldn’t think of a time where she’d seen the fourth year smile so genuinely. He was a really nice kid. A little odd, but everyone at Rocky... more
                        • Mechanic! - Russell, Fri Mar 31 23:08
                          Marissa didn't just offer to hang out, no - she offered to invite him along when we all hang out. He would've been happy simply with her promise to have him join her to practice dancing. But this,... more
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