Sodapop and Cigarettes (1960’s teenager gang RP) OPEN

(Oh my god I just realized my response never posted, sorry about that)
Vien smiled. “Milkshakes it is, then. What flavor d-do you like?” he asked, skimming through the flavors even through he already knew he was getting mint chocolate chip

"Lucky, does your brother need a shake too? What flavor does he like?" She leaned against the counter, rolling up the sleeves of her dress shirt and unbuttoning the first two buttons. "It's too hot in here." She explained, fanning her red face.

"H-he doesn't really eat a lot… but he likes chocolate." Lucky shrugged, glancing back towards his brother as he felt Beau's fleeting gaze on his back. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he looked towards Lisbet. "What did the Social's want?"

(Oh my god I just realized my response never posted, sorry about that)
Vien smiled. “Milkshakes it is, then. What flavor d-do you like?” he asked, skimming through the flavors even through he already knew he was getting mint chocolate chip

(Lmao, it's fine, don't worry.)
"Uh, I like. . . chocolate," Beau answered, a boyish grin spreading across his face as he looked towards Vien. "What about you?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to tell them that my friend left. They aren't really going to like that." She repeated the rules, "Do no harm to your fellow man, the truth was made for a reason, leaving is not allowed, there're more, but I don't feel like repeating them." Lisbet grabbed the shake and handed it to him, "Go have fun, Lucky. Flirt. I'll go try to break the news without destroying the diner. The longer I wait, the worse the reaction will be."
She sighed and rubbed her arms, suddenly feeling cold. "I accept my fate."

"Good luck," Lucky said as he gave her a reassuring smile, noticing the faint joke in his words. He could never say the world lucky without anyone comparing it to him. "Thanks for the drinks, Lis." He added, finally turning around after a few moments.

"Yeah. Feel free to help yourself and your brother. I'll be somewhere in here if you need me. By the way, I heard Alice was sort of interested in you. Go flirt with her or something." Lisbet waved and mustered up some courage to talk to Acadius. He's not going to hurt you. He'll just be angry. Come on.

"Mint chocolate chip," Vien answered simply. "You know what? Since you're the f-first person in this entire town to be nice to me, I think I'll b-buy you a milkshake," he said, a small smile spreading across his face

"No, no, it's okay," Beau shook his head as he tugged on the fabric of his jacket, taking the cigarette out of his mouth. "Really, you don't have to."

"No, I do," Vien insisted. "Please? I never have anyone to b-buy things for. Just humor me?" he said, sounding less and less sure of himself the more he talked. He really did want to thank Beau for being as nice to him as he had, but he was also worried he might be offended by the gesture

Zanna walked into the diner. Now that she was here, she didn't really know what to do.

"No, I do," Vien insisted. "Please? I never have anyone to b-buy things for. Just humor me?" he said, sounding less and less sure of himself the more he talked. He really did want to thank Beau for being as nice to him as he had, but he was also worried he might be offended by the gesture

Beau bit his bottom lip softly as he thought, but after a few moments, he finally nodded. He twirled his cigarette between his fingers as he looked towards Vien, a small smile tugging the corners of his lips up. "Thanks," He added, glad that Vien thought that he had been nice. After all, Beau had been trying to be kinder to others.

(Crap. I'm so far behind. I think I'll drop out)

(Are you sure? We'd love to have you.)
(At this point, everyone's still meeting at the diner, so you wouldn't be late at all.)

(I'm still back at Olivia's place with Lavi.)

(And I'm honestly not sure what's going on)

Vien seemed to almost light up at that. He waved a waitress over to their table, ordering their milkshakes quickly before turning back to Beau. He didn't think he had ever smiled this much, but he wasn't complaining. Beau was nice, and kind of cute. And he seemed to be okay with talking to him, so he was sure that had to make them at least friends

Beau looked towards Vien, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to fix it. All it did was make it fall across his eyes again. He glanced down at his hands again, trying to keep a broad grin from spreading across his face. "So, see any cute girls?" He asked after a moment, part of him hoping that Vien didn't.

Vien tilted his head in a confused manner before glancing out across the crowd. He scanned the diner for a moment, looking at the various girls in the building. Then a small bolt of fear hit him. He didn't find…any girls cute. At all. So what was he going to tell Beau? He didn't want to lie. "Not…Not r-really," he finally admitted

"Really?" Beau asked, his tone almost too quick. He shook his head and cursed himself for sounding so relieved as he cleared his throat. "I mean, there are some cuter girls at school. Most of the Social girls wear too much makeup. . ." He explained, slipping his cigarette back in his mouth as if to shut himself up.

"Well, I mean, I don't normally c-care. I don't usually find any girls attractive," Vien said softly, suddenly feeling self-conscious in the booth. He ducked his head a little out of habit, resting his chin in one palm

"I mean, I don't really either," Beau explained after a short pause, finally turning to face Vien. He had never had anyone to talk to about how he really felt about other people. No one understood. "Lucky doesn't get it. I-I don't really want to talk to the rest of the Greasers about it either." He added, stumbling over a few of his words.

“Well…You can talk to me about it,” Vien suggested quietly. “I mean, if y-you want to, of course,” he added quickly

((Uh.. I missed two days worth of rp… What do I do to jump in???))

(Most of the characters are at the diner, so just put them there.)

(yeah, we've been using it as a sort of meeting location to get everyone in one place)

“Well…You can talk to me about it,” Vien suggested quietly. “I mean, if y-you want to, of course,” he added quickly

"I…don't know how to explain it exactly," Beau began, sighing as he ran a hand through his hair. "I've never really been into girls." Though, he had plenty of girlfriends in the past, but that was mostly because the Greasers had set him up with them. He wanted to say more, but he stopped and continued to let his cigarette hang from his mouth.

"I…I've never really been into girls either," Vien said softly. A smile twitched at the corner of his lips as he looked up at Beau. "Guess that's one thing we h-have in common."

(KISS)

((Okie))
Lavi walked into the diner, awkwardly standing by the door. She didn't imeditly see anyone she recognized who wasn't already in discussion, so she slid into a chair, observing the surrondings.