#chat:randy

[sharpayyyyy]

who: sharpay & @fluggedup​ where: the evans’ house

Perhaps the couple of the motherfucking hour was in Sharpay’s presence, and it wouldn’t have been any fun if she hadn’t schemed with Ryan on a way to break the two up. It was their favorite thing to do--they intentionally went out of their ways to go flirt with both Tiffany and Randy. It wasn’t the most fun having to talk to the bitch with the pants in the relationship; Sharpay much preferred talking to her airhead of a boyfriend, who just so happened to be filling his wine in the kitchen when she’d gone back to check on their private chef for the night. “No fucking way,” she cooed, exiting the butler’s pantry to approach him. “You could’ve just asked Ryan to get that for you, you know. He seems to like you--he wouldn’t mind.” Still, she slid her own wine glass across the counter to him in a wordless ask to fill it for her. “You having a good time so far? I know it’d be a better time without someone here holding you down, but my parents kind of forced us to invite the whole family,” she teased, giving a dramatic roll of her eyes.

[littleluddy]

@fluggerbutterr​

Romeo wasn’t quite sure how he ended up at this party. One moment he was on a casual date with some guy and then his date suggested a party. Before he knew it Roo was a few beers in and a line down in the bathroom. He’d long since lost his ‘date’ who knows how long ago and was now making his way through the unfamiliar house trying to find a bathroom. Every door he looked in was wrong and he felt like he had gone in circles and opened every door except the bathrooms at least twice. Maybe he was just fucked up though. He wasn’t sure. Anxiety started kicking in when he realized he didn’t recognize anyone there to ask either. When he finally opened one last door he came face to face with none other than Randy. His eyes went wide for a moment and he took a step back. “Oh, uh, hey. Didn’t expect to see you here. This wouldn’t happen to be the bathroom would it?”

[orangebored]

@fluggerbutterr​

Lloyd wouldn’t tell anyone but he loved that Randy threw himself into a shitshow without any help from himself. Lloyd didn’t even have to lift a finger for Randy to mess up this time, and it was amazing. Him and Randy were good friends though, no doubt for sure, he genuinely liked the guy, but every morning was brighter with Randy in the deep end. It gave Lloyd more room to shine. So, Lloyd thought it’d be a good idea in the aftermath of Rave Randy to give him a little visit. He drove over to Randy’s place, and made his way to his front door with a six pack of Not Your Father's Root Beer in hand. Lloyd started his reckoning by knocking at the front door, ringing the doorbell a couple times and even sending Randy a couple texts—more like 15 or so texts telling Randy to get off his ass and answer the door because he was here and they were going to hang out and have fun.

[itsmichael-darling]

continued from here; @fluggerbutterr​

Randy had quickly grown to like Wendy’s youngest brother. Michael had been surprisingly nice to him, gave genuine advice, and didn’t seem to be completely against him like everyone else. Randy always needed some sort of reality check from others, always so wrapped up in himself that he never sees what is right in front of him, and Michael’s words hit harder than Randy expected. He sighed. “Yeah, if only I realized that sooner.” 

Michael sighed and let his head fall back to rest against the park bench the two of them were sitting at. “Well, you did a great thing by apologizing to Wendy and Huey so I think things should be good, mate,” he titled his head and peeked his eyes open to squint at Randy—the sunshine in his eyes. “I’m just curious, how did you woo Wendy?” He asked, and then sat up, “like you’re a tough guy, I think you have to have some sort of game if you made my sister like you—I just kinda like someone and I guess I would like to know some pointers.. my brother John isn’t any help, he’s a dork.”

[devilbyname]

@fluggerbutterr​

It wasn’t often that Lucifer saw Randy, well, anywhere. He didn’t hate the guy but he wasn’t particularly fond of him either. There was a local meet up for gamers, streamers, and just game fans in general alike. Lucifer, of course, had to make an appearance. He wasn’t there long when he spotted Randy. With his nose scrunched up, Lucifer approached the other. “So, you’ve made an appearance.” His face relaxes. “Just know when the competition starts I’m going to kick your ass.” He was mostly joking but there was some truth to his words. He hoped so at least. “Which games did you sign up to play? I haven’t checked the roster.”