#chat:michael

[samtwinduke]

who: sam & @michaelndarling where: the lost boys' house

Lately, things tended to be a bit uncomfortable between Sam and Michael--more than he would've liked it to be. He had no one to blame but himself, and the fact that he'd found Colette on social media, for the tension between the two. In truth, Sam really just missed his friend, though it seemed like the youngest Darling had little interest in becoming as close as they'd once been. Sam understood, but, now that a year had passed since their relationship had changed, he hoped that maybe things could be different, for the better.

"You must be excited John's back," he said in greeting, clutching the red solo cup in his hand a bit tighter as he approached Michael. "Is he staying with your parents and Wendy, at home? Or, did he just find a place of his own?" It was simple small talk, but it was the most Sam could handle for now, until he saw just how comfortable the other boy was with him. "I haven't seen you around, uh, at school, lately, otherwise I would've said hi. So, I'm glad you came tonight."

[lostgirlwendy]

who: wendy & @michaelndarling where: the darling house

The idea of moving out of her childhood home was, of course, one that Wendy had thought about for a long time. It had always seemed like a distant goal, some ways away, tucked in the back of her mind for whenever she'd found herself a husband (at the time, the boy who she'd pictured it with was not the one she was currently dating). But, becoming a proper adult meant that things changed, and it was the arrival of her middle brother back home that had her thinking about moving on. John would be the perfect roommate, for all intents and purposes: Wendy knew he would keep after himself, and they would get along as well as any two people could.

Before telling her parents officially, though, there was one person she wanted to consult with before making her final decision: the brother who had been her roommate for the better part of the years when John had been gone. With a soft knock on his open door as a courtesy, Wendy leaned against the doorframe with a small smile. "Do you have a minute? I'm not here to talk about a book, I promise. I wanted to ask for your thoughts on something," she prefaced, hoping she wasn't about to worry him.

[joyyyfullll]

who: joy & @michaelndarling where: echo isle public library

It had been in the university library that Joy had met one of her now closest friends, a boy who had been studying alone a few too many days for her liking. After insisting they become study buddies, Joy and Michael Darling had formed a friendship that lasted beyond graduation, for which she was thankful. It was nice to have someone outside of her roommates to hang out with, even if she did have to venture back to the library every so often just to spend time with him. Joy didn't mind the quiet ambience: it was nice to simply stroll through the stacks sometimes in search of a book for pleasure, or a self-help one that would give her some good quotes to use during one of her speeches.

"You're not in your usual spot," Joy pointed out in a whisper as she found her friend at a table, dropping her bag a touch too loud on the seat beside her. "I need to program this spin class that I'm taking over tomorrow. This girl is sick, and she usually has music way more explicit than I usually use, so that's what her riders are going to expect, so, I have no idea what to do," she complained as she slid out her laptop. "Also, have you seen the new librarian? He must be someone who just graduated, or something. The guy with the glasses. So cute, right?"

[lostgirlwendy]

who: wendy & @othrdarlinboyy​ where: the darling house

So much had happened for the eldest and youngest Darling siblings the night of the lost boys’ party that Wendy had been entirely avoiding discussing with her brother. She was terrified, truly, of speaking to him about things other than telling him to go to bed on time and how to ask for help at the bank. It wasn’t that they didn’t have mature conversations, there just wasn’t really an occasion for them, most of the time. Wendy had especially strayed from telling Michael anything about her feelings for Peter; all that he’d known must have been whatever couldn’t be hidden by her terrible attempts at lightly flirting when she had more than one glass of wine in her.

After deciding to sit with her book and have a casual drink to herself, Wendy was feeling just as truthful now as she was the night of the party itself. Maybe it was the adrenaline of the wine, or the romance running through her veins from her book that brought her to lightly knock on her youngest brother’s door as she saw the light spilling out into the carpet of the hallway. “You’re still up?” she asked, gently opening the door to see Michael in bed. “Let me guess, can’t reach the end of a level?” Wendy immediately noticed the controller in his hand as she made her way to the side of his bed, taking half a seat. “I kept trying to just reach the end of a chapter, but I couldn’t stop, and then I accidentally hit the end of the whole book.”

[lostgirlwendy]

continued from here for @othrdarlinboyy​

Sometimes, with a heavy emphasis on the rarity that the word implied, Wendy could only shake her head and sigh at her brothers, this seeming to be one of them. She could tell that the youngest was up to something, something possibly no good, with the way he was quick to try and fault John while he was nowhere in sight. “You invited a girl?” she repeated, to be sure that she wasn’t mistaken. “In a romantic way? And she came?” It wasn’t the most incredulous idea, but Wendy still wasn’t quite used to the thought of her younger siblings being ready to date. “Not that I’m surprised about that, in a bad way! No, this is a good surprise!” she assured him, placing an instinctive hand on his arm. “Have you talked to her since she’s gotten here? Do you have, dare I ask, a plan when you do?” Wendy raised a brow and scrunched her face, almost afraid of his answer. Though she loved Michael more than anything, at times she wanted nothing more than to pause his seemingly always racing mind that always was hatching some sort of idea.

[lostgirlwendy]

"There's never a bad time for ice cream." - Michael

Wendy nearly rolled her eyes at her brother and his suggestion, shaking her head insistently. She already had so much stress over getting the pizza that Cubby had requested for everyone that a food that melted seemed like the worst idea she could possibly think of. "I'll offer you a compromise," she agreed hesitantly, narrowing her eyes a bit at her brother as she considered giving him an alternative. "Just think of how many people are going to want to take your ice cream if we get it, right? You know, drunk people always want the first snack they see," Wendy pointed out, a preface to her idea. "What if we wait until everyone leaves--everyone but the Lost Boys, Tink, and I, that is--and then we can go and pick some up? That way, you won't have to worry about a stranger stealing your ice cream, and it won't be melted since we won't be having it delivered. I'll just drive us to Beaches and Cream and we can pick it up?" @othrdarlinboyy

[hshmimi]

he rolled his eyes fondly. “i highly doubt anyone would be skimming that much. besides, the defense ministers are the only ones i do trust. they were always more loyal to me than my father.” he sighed. “as appealing as the idea of absolute monarchy is, i can’t give up on democracy entirely, the people might get fussy.” he looked over the binder in his hands again, “i just need to find a couple million to cut in the budget. i don’t think people will tolerate higher taxes right now. what do you think? should i stop letting american companies use me as a tax loophole?”

“Well...” Mimi drummed her fingers against the spine of the folder. She wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to drag Michael into...Whatever this mess was. --Then again, he owed her one, after the whole ‘confessing to killing his father’ thing...Plus it really could be a good opportunity for Ireland.(It was a good opportunity for her, too, but, with Michael, at least, that was a secondary concern.) “I might know someone who can get you a good deal - a very good deal - on equipment and arms...” @mchaeleicn​

[stilesstillinski-dc]

Closed starter for Michael @cullingtheherd

“I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”