Jonsme dinner with Stormy & Geronimo

[Esme Russel]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that Esme was pregnant. She had the perfect little baby bump and it seemed like that was the only part of her body that was aware of the pregnancy as nothing else was really any bigger. Her breasts were still bigger but that was from breastfeeding not from pregnancy and she knew that it probably wasn't sexy for Jonathan to think of her boobs like that knowing that they were full of something to keep their young daughter alive and healthy not for him to suck, fondle, bite.. Whatever. She knew that Stormy was single, too and she knew that things can happen when a man is unhappy with his marriage so she was trying to appeal to Stormy woman to woman. What kind of a person would bang their friend's husband? Okay so a lot of people would do something horrible like that but she was really hoping that Stormy wasn't that type of person.

Sure Chelsea threatened to have sex with Dylan and he was Isabel's boyfriend but that was different. She and Isabel were never really friends and Stormy wasn't nearly as bad as Chelsea so why was she even worried about this? She could easily just live her life day to day like her mother did and pretend to be naive about the dangers of other women or she could do stupid things like this where she invited the other woman into her home. She was going to allow this person to see the place where they were raising their daughter and eat at their table.. The table where she and Jonathan had made love several times in the past few months which made a twisted little smirk appear on her face because nobody would have any idea.

She was wearing a dress and heels that no pregnant woman would typically even think to wear to try and assert herself that she was the sexier one and a better cook so she'd actually put a lot of effort into her tacos. She made more than usual along with sides like rice and beans and a salad just in case Stormy was a vegetarian or some crazy shit like that and the best part? She did all of this with a baby on her hip.. Yeah, she'd like to see Stormy manage that! She'd probably break down in a fit of tears which would result in her burning the whole kitchen down.

"Jonathan? Are you ready? They should be in here in a couple of minutes and dinner is on the table."

[Stormy Wynn]

Stormy wasn’t sure she wanted to do this anymore. After all, all she had wanted was tacos, but she could get tacos from anywhere, and she kind of felt like she was interrupting a family dinner or something. How awkward would it be for her to eat dinner with a married couple and their kid? Yeah she and Jon were friends, but it still felt weird. So she asked Geronimo to come, because he would make things less awkward somehow. She had no idea how that was supposed to work, but her only other choices were Mark, and he was busy fucking some ho apparently, or Lacey, and she was busy with whatever she was doing. She also thought to invite Aiden but he would only make things worse, because he was like a gigantic man child. Geronimo could eat without making a mess of himself, she hoped.

It wasn’t like she could back out now though. She’d changed her outfit right before she left into a pair of Jeans and a batman shirt. Since she didn’t think sweats was appropriate, for once she decided against them. Generally it seemed like that was all she had in her closet. Which was actually quite small, she added a checkered belt because the jeans were a little too big on her, and then headed out the door.

“This is a nice place, don’t you think?” She asked Geronimo as she knocked on the door. She wondered how they afforded it for a split second, but decided not to ask that question. The house was cute, and she kind of wanted something like that for herself one day when she was rich and famous. As she waited for Esme to answer the door, she started to think about how awkward this was going to be. Stupid tacos and their deliciousness.

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[Geronimo Oakley]

Geronimo had decided against wearing a beanie on his head, wearing a plane white tshirt and a pair of jeans, black earrings on his ears. He didn't have to look all fancy-schmany to see his stepbrother and his wife, right? Besides, he wasn't gonna pass up free food, even if Stormy was the one who had technically been the one invited and he only just tagged along because she had asked. Oh well!

He raised his eyebrows at the house -- two teenagers could afford to live in this place with a baby? "It is," he nodded in agreement, "if I could afford live in a place like this instead of my dorm, pff, I'd move in a second."

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Jon was pretty stoked to be having friends over, especially since he felt weird seeing any of his female friends whenever Eame wasn't around when he was out -- but having them come over to their home? All he had to do pretty much was shower and he was good! When he saw what Esme was wearing once he made his way downstairs, he eyed her intently, not because she looked good -- Jon always thought his wife looked beautiful, but because she was so dressed up. Jon was only wearing a black sweater with a pair of old jeans, he hasn't even done anything to his hair but slick it back with his comb.

"I'm ready, babe," he half-laughed, "but, why the dress? I thought we were just having dinner?"

[Esme Russel]

"What's wrong with the dress? I mean.. I know it's just dinner but I still wanted to look nice for Stormy." Esme said it so casually that she didn't even notice at first that she said that she wanted to look nice for his female friend. It was a sixty second pause between when she noticed her error and when she quickly blurted, "I mean you! I wanted to look nice for you, darling." She was thinking that it was a really nice save but it really really wasn't and it was probably a good thing that she heard Stormy and Geronimo at the door because he would probably want to ask her if she was jealous if they hadn't arrived. She didn't think that he would really cheat but she wanted Stormy to know that there was no point even trying to seduce her man because it was never ever going to work out the way that she wanted.

She opened the door and the first thing that she did was look Stormy over.. Twice. She still had Cassidy on her hip but she was turned in a way that it would be difficult for Stormy to really see the child like she was protecting her from evil or something. "Hello.. Come on in." She moved out of the way of the door to let them in before closing it and heading to Jonathan's side, "Make yourself at home especially you, Geronimo.. I mean you are family so I'm sure that you're going to be coming over often." She smiled at the pair before moving close to Jon to kiss him just so show Stormy who he belonged to... Which apparently required sticking her tongue down his throat.

She was only planning on doing it once just to show that they were a happily married couple with a daughter and then it'd be all good. "Are you guys thirsty? We have soda, juice, water, booze..." She didn't typically offer alcohol since it ran the risk of getting caught drinking under-aged but she didn't think that either of them was going to get huffy and tattle. "Or... We have pumped breast milk but that's not really something that I think you guys would be into, right?" She was obviously joking and trying to lighten the mood.

[Stormy Wynn]

“That’s a cute dress…” What was she even saying? Stormy hated dresses. She was just trying to be nice honestly she didn’t care for it, not because it was ugly, but because it was a dress. When she let them inside. She noticed what Esme said about Geronimo being family, but she didn’t say anything. She just stood there feeling awkward, for a moment.

“You think we should make out too?” She asked Geronimo, elbowing him in the side, she was only kidding, and trying to make things less awkward as the couple were kissing. She didn’t really think her lame attempt of a joke worked, but it didn’t matter, anyway. Esme was talking to her now, she chuckled when Esme asked if she wanted something to drink, and listened as she listed the options. Stormy was a lightweight to say the least, but booze sounded good to her, she kind of wished she hadn’t come. She wasn’t quite sure what she was supposed to say to Esme.

“What kind of Juice do you have?” She asked. Laughing awkwardly at the joke about the milk, before changing the subject, she didn’t know why she didn’t just ask for water, it would have been so much easier.