#adamconnelly

[charliekeeting]

It had been a while since Charlie and Adam Connelly had run into each other. Admittedly, their social circles weren’t very similar in the slightest. With Adam’s dad being the head of the RNC, really the only thing the two of them should be doing was bumping heads. Instead, they had seen eye to eye the last time they actually talked politics, Charlie being a vocal support from the Democratic side of the party line to assist Rep. Connelly’s Tobacco Bill. Hell, if something benefitted their fight for a greener planet, it didn’t matter what side of the line the bill was coming from. Every now and then Charlie found himself in a hallway he was slightly unfamiliar with, but making his way back to the main entranceway and retracing back to his office always seemed to help, and also gave him a little time to digest whatever information he’d just taken in. He spotted Connelly on his way back that way. “Representative, long time no talk. How are things going with you,” Charlie said, holding out their hand as a common courtesy.

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[isaaccdaniels]

Isaac adjusted his suit jacket as he took a seat at the restaurant they had just entered, taking up a table near the back of the formal establishment. A small meeting with a couple of his fellow Congressmen had turned into a business luncheon between some Republican GOP members to catch up and inform each other on the current workings of the House and Senate. It was always nice to cross the bridge and connect with members of the House. He smiled as he took a seat across from Adam Connelly. “Representative Connelly,” he smiled gently. “How are you doing today?”

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[royisms]

ツ - jack

@agentrjkantor

[silassanford]

The truth was that he thought the bill was a fucking bad idea. And though he has said as much to the man’s father (who agreed with him), he was going to be a little more polite and tactful to the boy so that he could try and understand what had made him come to the ludicrous conclusion of doing such a thing. There’s nothing Silas enjoyed as much as a good ambush, and so he’d arrived at the man’s office unannounced, passing by the secretary with a charming smile and a little flattery. He entered into the man’s office, gaze landing on Adam. “Have you been stuck at your desk all morning? C’mon, let’s go grab lunch.” He didn’t look like he was going to take no for an answer.

[henryxsanford]

Another day, another event. He’s been coming to these sorts of things with his father and grandfather since he was young. At the time, he’d be stuck to either one of them the whole night (when he was put off to the sidelines when an “important” conversation was occurring). But now, he could mingle by himself, though always having to hold onto the notion that he was representing not just himself but the Sanford family.  But truly, he did enjoy coming to charity events, knowing that the money was going to a good cause (so he’s convinced himself). As far as the company here... well, it wasn’t so much that he couldn’t hold his own talking to people twice his age or more, but he became uncomfortable when the conversation steered towards racist and homophobic rhetoric. which he simply silently nodded at. Such is... the unfortunate side of the older generation.  He’s trying to find someone under forty to talk to, his gaze sweeping over the room in vain for someone who he could hopefully spend a good chunk of the evening conversing with. And then, like a miracle he spotted... “Adam!” He called out cheerfully, making his way over to him. “Long time no see,” he said with a warm smile. “Congratulations on the bill,” he continued, his voice lowered to a hush, knowing about his father’s opposition to it. “I think it’s good for the country to see someone on our side pushing back against tobacco.” 

[wyattzimmermcn]

ツ + controversy

@adamconnelly 

[jokorbel]

ツ (will bell!)

Hey, @admiralbell - If you think that Berkeley isn’t up to scratch, how about you resign? Or are you still willing to take a paycheck from people you think are wrong? #GetAPairOfBells #Berk’sBell

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[notalexanderward]

The assassination had hit the young crowd the hardest, he found. For people old enough to remember another assassination attempt, this one had a somewhat lessened affect. Perhaps Alexi might have been more shocked if he’d actually cared about Theresa Wright on some personal level, but he didn’t. They’d never crossed the threshold into friends. Well, fake friends. He imagined she’d resented him for being an old white man, as if he could help it.  His round around Washington was unintentional, but he knew that people cared when you cared about them. So, here he is at Adam Connelly’s office with a bottle of whiskey in hand — Basil Hayden’s Kentucky Bourbon. Good ‘ol American booze for America’s golden boy. He slid into the room with an easy smile on his lips. “Seems like the least they could do is give everyone the day off, hm?”