<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

A six flour ascent had the pair of 20-somethings making out pretty heavily. They didn't stop themselves from picking right back up where they left off. They couldn't help themselves. Lip-smacking kisses, and grinding against each other even fully clothed. There was an urgency to their make-out which only helped time slip out of their fingers even faster. Even so they made it upstairs and when they did, Nikki took off with every intention of getting them into her sister's flat as quickly as possible. It also didn't help that while Nikki struggled with the keys, Donnie was a very busy lad. He was being frisky touching her backside, kissing any exposed skin he could get his mouth on.

"Finally!~" Nikki said after the relief of running in. She was about to show him something. Shoes kicked off, mini-dressed being hiked up over her hips... she was bending over at the waist as she moved forward shaking her ass enticingly as if she intended to lead the man with her further into the flat. Beneath that mini-dress a pair of lotus blue thongs bright enough to accent he rear. She paused in front feet settling in preparing to drop down real fast and show him what the bounce looked like before she... put him under her to do the same thing... And while she was getting ready to show him, a gentle clearing of a throat would happen. "I ain't raise no cocktease!~ Go ahead, show him something!~" came a voice not Nikki's own her eyes widened her body stopped halfway to the drop. "Ronnie!? Bloody hell are you doing here?!" Nikki asked immediately only to have her sister turn her head to the side as if confused. "Last time I checked... this was my flat. Better question... did you bring King Don, to my flat, for a shag and not even invite me?"

[Bloodedge]

Between the make-out on the ride, and the make-out in the elevator, Donnie had been riled-up to such an extent that it became painful to remain in his jeans. His every movement after entering the flat became something akin to a grinding against his own pants. The full breadth of Donnie's tattoos had already become visible. He stumbled over one discarded boot and loosed his belt before kicking the other off. It was time to get down to business.

Nikki clearly thought the same. Both of her heels were gone, and that dress was coming up as she bent at the waist, shaking what he already couldn't peel his gaze away from. Something was coming; it seemed to be a drop of hips in the making. "C'mon, lemme..." Suddenly, she stopped. Why? The same reason Donnie paused with his fly down, black boxers with golden lotus emblazoning on partial display. That throat clearing didn't come from Nikki... so he also looked up to see another person present. What an awkward situation this was. Was it, though? The woman called Ronnie didn't seem to think so. If anything, she was upset to be missing an invitation? "Oh... Hey. You must be Ronnie..." he said sheepishly, trying to behave as if nothing was amiss.

[Apollymi]

So much build up had occured over such a short amount of time. Nikki was emboldened by the knowledge that she was about to go all the way with one of her celebrity crushes. Donnie was loosening a belt, stepping out of boots, a shirt had disappeared. Nikki was in the middle of dropping her ass low and shaking it in a preparatory bounce, but she stopped mid-motion. The head peaking out over the edge of the couch belonged to Nikki's older sister. Veronica Corbyn, was a 28 year old fashion model, arguably one of the most famous faces in the entire world. And on the other side of the couch, she was resting, her clothing of choice, just a high thong pair of panties. She'd not planned to do anything in particular but now that she was looking at her phone, there were quite a few interesting things. "I mean yeah. But you were at the beach... staying out of London for Fashion Week and all," Nikki mentioned seemingly abashed.

At the same time, Ronnie was watching the pair seem to start to get ready for an obvious romp. Actually while she did this she'd make a few observations. "Definitely Ronnie. Nice to meet ya', make yourself at home!~ Nik, he has on your pants, the limited editions~" she said seemingly amused. Nikki turned back to look and saw the black and gold. "Bloody hell, you weren't kidding about enjoying the drip..." Nikki commented. "Also for the record, you weren't suppsoed to be here and this all got away from me but...King Don!" Nikki said turning waving at that perfectly sculpted body, clothed partially in her own work and partially in Chiori's. Ronnie nodded at her sister, and shook her head like she was disappointed. "I've raised a bloody ingrate. Been trying to share something with you... for fifteen months, and all I am is an apartment for your shag~" Ronnie exclaimed. She hopped over the couch then, long legs up over the end along with her own cat-like stretch. "Really? I figured that was a joke. But you know how it is... I just," she waved in Donnie's direction again. "King Don!" she said as if it was excuse enough. "Well, I guess since you picked it up all on your own, I'm proud of you. Saw you acting up too... Fashion Week has never been so interesting~" Ronnie complimented them both playfully judging their entrance into her place.

[Bloodedge]

It was quite strange to be caught in the middle of such situations at 21 years of age, yet here Donnie was. He even had a kneejerk reaction to the idea of a flying slipper joining the fray. No such trauma would occur. Instead, Nikki tried to offer an explanation while Ronnie just... gave a most casual introduction. "I probably made myself 'at home' enough," he said. Of course, Veronica also decided to point out his visible undergarments being a limited edition pair of Nikki's design. Nikki had a look as well as a comment. "Wouldn't joke about it. Got me a whole box of these bad boys~" he said confidently. Strange as it was, Donnie didn't know whether his pants should be going back into place or... being left to fall. It was a strange interaction overall.

Ronnie was content to call her younger sister an ingrate while long, flawless, and very bare legs stepped over the couch. Only then did it become clear that Ronnie was sporting nothing more than a thong. Surely she knew her breasts were swaying completely with every step and stretch? Well... Donnie was in no position to comment, for multiple reasons. Whatever the case, he heard twice the use of his stage name as justification for Nikki's actions. Had things been the other way around, he would have been in the same boat. "Should I uh...?" He wasn't even really sure what to ask. Should he make himself scarce for a moment? Should he at least put his pants back into place, or don that shirt again? Should he turn his head from the mostly-naked Ronnie? Too many questions, too few ways to interpret the moment.

[Apollymi]

Ronnie realized this was probably quite odd for the young man in her foyer. She noticed he seemed the slightest bit jumpy but couldn't tell why. "Come off it, mate. King Don is in my flat, tryna shag my little sis... you couldn't make yourself comfortable enough~" Ronnie said to Donnie in that lightly joking manner she always used. "Never joking about that sort of thing Nik. You're my little sis, I want you to be happy. I also like to be happy~" Ronnie offered. "We're sisters, hot sisters... we could destroy a bloke!~ " Ronnie said as if it was a perfectly good idea. At the same time, Donnie wasn't joking, he'd apparently bought a whole bunch of those BlueLotus boxers. "Damn..." Nikki said softly another moment of comparison popping up in her head which made her realize another difference she was enjoying in such a short amount of time.

Ronnie watched her sister, a small smile coming to her face. She'd stretched when moving making sure the most of her body was visible and watching as Donnie struggled with where to put his eyes. At the same time, Nikki was shaking her head, her eyes traveling to Donnie as he did his best. Ronnie laughed about it, "Nik, he's a really respectable dude. He tried not to look... hasn't tried to swing the three-way even though I'm the one who brought it up. Really found a good one, eh?~" Ronnie managed. "Don't worry mate, she's always like this... And you'd be gay if you didn't look," Nikki offered. "Though... now that I'm not full mental, Leon is on his way here too..." Nikki pointed out for Ronnie roll her eyes. "What? Planning on sparkin' up too? Don't know where my little sister went but I like this lass~" claimed Ronnie. "Must be that extra year of maturity coming in strong..." Ronnie said she took a step, lightning charged and came back with a crop-top and a pair of leggings as well as a box with Chioriya Boutique labels. And she began to dress herself enough for her coming cousin. "Also, if I didn't say... you were brilliant today. Actin' up~" Ronnie said pleased. In that same moment she would get dressed making sure she was a readily available visual for consideration.

[Bloodedge]

According to Ronnie, he couldn't become comfortable enough. Surely he could, but any thoughts of that currently involved things he didn't want to bring up. Of course, she had to be the one pointing out the fact that they were 'hot' sisters, and could ruin a man with their combined efforts. 'Sign a nigga up for that,' he thought. Donnie tried his hardest to avoid looking at the mostly-naked older sister, but there was only so much aversion to be done. Perhaps he could blame his ADHD for being drawn in by the additional movements? No, that wouldn't be right. He was drunk, horny, and Ronnie was an absolute bombshell ─ as the whole world knew by now.

Surprise, surprise... Ronnie was the one to make his struggle known. She spoke of his attempted gaze aversions and his very conscious lack of commentary about a potential threesome. These things were presented as positives, but... "My bad, my bad. I'm tryin' to keep it respectful," he explained even though Nikki claimed he'd be gay if he didn't look at her half-naked sister. Such a strange pair this was. Strange... yet intriguing. Whatever the case, Nikki went on to mention Leon, who managed to completely slip Donnie's mind. Veronica took the moment to zip away and back, bringing clothes which she would... apparently only begin slipping into whilst still in view. 'Oh come on, man!' Donnie screamed within his mind. No matter; he could point his frustrations elsewhere. "I forgot all about the bud. That's gonna be my bad too, Tía. A lil' pothead peer pressure..."

[Apollymi]

Donnie wanted to be signed up, whether he'd admit that aloud or not. Nikki for her part in this... was well past the insecurities of her childhood. She still wouldn't date a guy who was just trying to use her to get to her older sister. If one wanted to have a shag with Veronica Corbyn, they'd be better off approaching her directly, going through Nikki was almost a guaranteed way to be dismissed before the conversation started. Nikki in this moment observed Donnie's behavior, his interest was obvious but by the time he spoke on it... he was simply trying to be respectful. "It really is okay, mate." Nikki said first only to have Ronnie chime in. "Right? Can't stop himself but... we're past the annoying part. Feel free to be a little disrespectful~" Ronnie added flirting as casually as she did most things. Nikki was aware, but it didn't come with the sting... she'd have felt as a younger person. Perhaps coming into one's own as a being, knowing her personal worth and all of that.

Moving on from that, Ronnie grabbed clothes as their cousin would be making an appearance at the flat pretty soon. And she took her sweet time, rolling leggings up over her legs. Shaking her hips into them while she knew the lad was strugling to keep his eyes to himself. Apparently he'd forgotten about getting high, which was a testament to Nikki's prowess by Ronnie's own account. "Tia, huh? Pretty nice sounding, innit?~" she said just as amused as Nikki was the first time the young man had slipped and called her 'mami'. "Leon been trying to get her to smoke with him for longer than I've been trying to get her to try something new~ She grown and responsible for the most part~" Ronnie said with full faith. "Right? He says stuff like that all the time, it's great. Love the accent, always have really," Nikki chattered wanting to dig herself out of a hole she remembered something else of mild importance. "Oh right, he wanted to chat with you about other stuff too. Music video or something... so I was definitely gonna call you at some point anyway~" Nikki smoothed over everything not bothering with minor details of calling after she'd gotten the first of that itch taken care of. "That right? King Don wants me in a music video? Is there a tour bus of hotties outside too? 'Cause, I'd definitely do it. Wild encounters with musicians are rare for me~" Ronnie claimed fully willing to put herself out ther.e "Look at you, getting me a present, now I feel bad for taking the piss~" she said. "Well not bad enough... did she tell you how much of a fan she is?" Ronnie offered while slipping into her shirt and then turning around to face them both, that box of Chiori's still in her hand.

[Bloodedge]

For whatever reason, Nikki insisted that Donnie checking out her sister was truly fine. Ronnie came forth with a flirt ─ a suggestion to be a little disrespectful. "Aight, but Imma need a rundown on what the deal is. 'Cause, like... I can't not peep game here," he said, gesturing toward Ronnie as she wiggled far too enticingly into a pair of leggings. "But this," he added, one hand gesturing from Nikki, to himself, and back. "I'm really feelin' that. I'm not just tryna hop down on every baddie I see, but I'm definitely tryna see you. Feel me?"

In the midst of a conversation, Donnie referred to Ronnie with another Spanish term. She seemed to like it, or at least the way it sounded. "You aight with that? It's like auntie, or sis," he explained briefly. Regarding Leon, who'd yet to make his appearance, Donnie already realized he'd been trying to talk Nikki into smoking for some time. Another explanation was incoming. "Oh that's just the culture. Gotta put people on to get a lil' buzz. For real, I don't even know why we do it," Donnie added. Moments later, Nikki was getting ahead on something he'd yet to address. The matter of Veronica Corbyn being part of his next music video was something she apparently intended to call the woman about. Though Ronnie seemed interested already, Donnie was in a mild state of shock. "Come on, ma; you don't have to put me on like that. Good look though," he said to Nikki first and foremost. Still sitting there with his loose pants held up only by one hand, Donnie supposed he'd be having that conversation right away. "But yeah, it was a big suggestion for the next shoot. They said it would hit harder if I got a real dime instead of some random video vixen to be the main girl. It's for the Come Get Her track though, so it's a little raunchy, not gonna lie."

Ah, but there was one more matter Ronnie found pressing. Nikki was a fan of King Don, but the extent of that had yet to be made clear. In typical big sister fashion, Ronnie was going to out her, it seemed. "Nah, we just been vibin'. It don't really matter to me. Shit, I'm a fan of the merch."

[Apollymi]

Donnie was hanging out with Nikoleta and Veronica Corbyn, and both young women seemed to be fine with the idea of King Don, openly ogling both individuals and being a bit disrespectful. He asked for details on the situation, which was fair as far as Ronnie was concerned. "Hop down?" Ronnie tossed that phrase around in her mouth a little while Donnie explained, how he felt. He was trying to spark something with vibes between himself and Nikki, and whatever else he had going on was an side. "I'm a serial non-monogamist," Ronnie said withher hands up. "Just trying have fun, and help a young lass find her way in the world," Ronnie asserted. It wasn't anything too crazy on Ronnie's part. Nikki had something to say, "King Don is interested in me... I bloody well would never say no to that," Nikki claimed. "I don't mind any of the other stuff, I don't expect one of those old timey marriages or anything. I know who I am...I'm not in competition with other women," Nikki said honestly. "Especially not my sis," she pointed out. As for the rest. "I should say.... I am actually technically invovled in something, and I wouldn't want to drag you into anything like that so yeah, good on me remembering that part..." she said having lost track of the more earnest part of conversation while her brain was set to horny.

"Nik, Mr. Steal Yo' Girl, does not care about Drake," Ronnie said while rolling her eyes. As for the question of the verbiage used to address Ronnie by Donnie, "Damn right I'm cool with that.. call me what you like~" she offered freely of herself. Beyond that explanation there was the matter of the lad apparently explaining pot head culture. "You don't have to tell me, I was indoctrinated ages ago~ Lil Leon was quite convincing after a long week of shoots~" Ronnie pointed out. "I knew it..." Nikki chuckled. She managed to get that conversation started mostly as a distraction but partly because she fully intended to help, "I mean I didn't have to... but I had no reason not to, King Don is putting my sister on something. Offering me some creative license with the next shoot and album fits... bloody hell I can't withhold a simple conversation starter mate~" Nikki said.

She was going to talk to her sister regardless, easing a conversation wasn't an issue, but it was yet another thing she'd not expected anything resembling a proper reaction about. Once again Drake was being compared and failing the comparison. Ronnie watched her sister processing and it took very little for her to see what was happening. It was in those words about not being in competition with other women as well. By context alone Drake was well on his way out the door. Ronnie figured if the girl had already... hopped down, as Donnie put it, he'd likely already be out. Something else going out, would be Ronnie herself. As a casual chat about a video concept. Ronnie had nothing to say negative, "King Don, wants me in a video with a song like that? Say less! I'm there and I'll act all the way up~" she said signing herself up immediately. "You do know you're King Don right? You can ask me anything lad, I'm in~" Ronnie admitted. "Her too... I could show you her room here and I bet you've never seen a fan as big~" Ronnie said with a cheeky smirk.

[Bloodedge]

"Smash," was Donnie's simple answer to Ronnie's question. According to the older of two women, she was a serial non-monogamist merely looking for a good time. Donnie had no problems with that. However, hers was not the opinion she sought. His interest in Nikki had been established. "That's cool. If I made contact before today... probably be havin' a different conversation," he admitted, ogling Ronnie a bit more openly. What of Nikki's explanation? She didn't compete with other women for the attention of men. It sounded like she had no issues either, so they were all virtually on the same page. "Aight. Just need you to know, I'm lookin' for a rider. But you know this life. I ain't tryna hold somebody down, but I'm tryna lock something in. Feel me? It don't have to be anything right now, but I'm tryna see," he explained as best as his intoxicated mind could.

Ah, but there was more, as always. Nikki had an existing... situation. She didn't want to drag him into any nonsense, but Ronnie understood he didn't have much reason to care. One thing was surprising, however. "DRAKE?! You mean he ain't gay?" he asked without thinking. "She's right, though. I ain't worried about that, and I'm not here to tell you what decisions to make with your life. Whatever you're doin', if it don't involve me, it ain't got shit to do with me," he decided.

Though Nikki didn't need to give that introduction, it seemed she had a personal desire to. She'd already done it anyway, so there was nothing more to be said about it. The music video featuring Ronnie was a go. It sounded like she knew the song, and intended to 'act up' in the video. She even presented the idea of asking her 'anything' and receiving a positive response, extending the same thing to her own sister. "Bet bet, but watch out. Shoot's already gonna be a little frisky; don't go talkin' about actin' up. You got stripper moves or somethin' like that?" he asked for simple confirmation. How much of a fan Nikki was of King Don, could apparently be discovered by seeing her room. Well... "I thought I was gonna see it anyway, before... y'know. What we talkin' 'bout?"

[Apollymi]

Hop down, did apparently mean smash, shag or other such words for true sexual contact. That was something rather amusing and would be added to both of the sisters vocabulary. "If we'd made contact I'd have been handing you over as a birthday present for my little sis, but since she found you all on her own... I guess I'll have to get her something else again~" Ronnie said while eyeing Nikki with her hands on her hips. Nikki for her part int his managed to look a bit sheepish. "Never gonna live that down," she muttered under her breath. But beyond that the group achieved clarity. Nikki didn't care what kind of fun Donnie and her sister had together nor would it stop her from her pursuit of him at this point. The threesome that Ronnie kept mentioning now seemed like it'd be happening with a prime target. "I'm cool with all of that, I barely need any more of a vibe check, just feeling out the rest right now~" Nikki claimed earnestly. True enough she knew she'd be okay with being even just a casual associate of 'King Don' but if he wanted to lock in something greater than that, she was definitely about it.

Moving on from that moment, it was time for both Ronnie and Nikki to laugh together too aghast by the reaction of Donnie to speak immediately. The way he said Drake, the comment about his sexuality and all of that was too much for the two young woman. "BWAHAHAHAHA!~" they laughed together for a second. "Bloody hell, needed that~" Ronnie said. "Right, especially after the day I've been having. I was kinda cutting up earlier but damn I don't think he knows that... he's not gay, lipstick and weird make-up choices aside. Not a defense though I still don't get that fit he chose to wear today," Nikki said hands up in the air like she could wash away the slight of it by abstaining completely from commentary. "Caught sight of that... he looked like a pre-op who got pushed out the BDSM club..." Ronnie said rolling her eyes. "That's dangerously close to what Max had to say earlier. Still, if you aren't worried about it mate, I won't put too much stock in my current... transitional period~" Nikki said making light of her current long term math that had her cutting out Drake from all aspects of her life, while they as a group roasted him.

It would seem that the talks of business were also still up. A bit of networking and a bit of flirting looked really different Nikki when she wasn't just being ignored and her input was fully acknowledged. She really had been settling, she should have done better for herself. At the same time, Ronnie was grinning like she had something terrible plan. "O'course I got stripper moves mate!~ Been at this a whole decade by now, pick up a few things and I don't mind frisky~" she pointed out easily enough. "Huge, like back in the day my room was way worse, now I look like a weird collector but I have to keep all that stuff here so no one gets upset..." Nikki said sheepishly. "Speaking of stuff you keep here, go ahead and know she's got a whole body pillow of you in there, and... Nik have these, 'appy Birthday!~" offered Ronnie as she gave the girl the Chioriya Boutique box inside were a pair of strappy sandles that would stretch up her legs to the calfs with blue bottoms. The prototypes from her and Chiori's collaboration. "No freaking way... that's wicked. I thought these weren't gonna be done for a month or so," Nikki mentioned. Meanwhile, Ronnie was laughing it off. "Chiori used some of my input to get the end on these. Getting her to do non-mute colors is like pulling teeth if you aren't a hot guy, but it was worth it for my little sis. I can also let you guys finish your early vibe and all... rounds one and two for you... call me for breakfast yeah?~" Ronnie said, while Nikki squeezed out barely audible thank yous her brain buzzing after seeing the shoes. "Remember what I taught ya'~" Ronnie offered that friendly message to her little sister with a hug while Nikki danced over new shoes and King Don.

[Bloodedge]

Ronnie claimed that even if they'd entered discussions before he met Nikki, Donnie would have been delivered as a birthday present. He didn't give much thought to the birthday notion, thinking instead about the open interpretation of that clause. "Before, or after?" he asked. He and Nikki would be continuing to feel each other out, and perhaps something would come of it. If not, he could only be satisfied for having whatever opportunities came instead. "We'll see wassup. I'm hopin'," Donnie asserted with a smile.

Donnie thought the rapper known as Drake was a homosexual. Both girls apparently found that quite funny, as he was indeed in a relationship with Nikki. "Oh damn. For real though, I thought dude was comin' on to me. Talking 'bout how much he listens to my music, invitin' me to the club and shit... that's what girls be doin'!" he exclaimed. "I thought y'all were just cool, like you were gonna hook him up with some new digs or somethin'. Money be lookin' and actin' suspect!" he added. That was enough about Casper Drake from Donnie, though. There were much more interesting things at hand, like... Ronnie's alleged stripper maneuvers, and Nikki still having something to show him and see from him.

First, there were the moves to address. If Ronnie didn't mind 'frisky' then no problems could exist. "Aight ma, we'll chop it up. See what works for you," he decided. With that, he was on to the main feature of his day ─ the reason he was now skipping a flight. Nikki didn't simply have merchandise; she had a collection that, according to Ronnie, included a body pillow. "They made a body pillow?!" Donnie asked, seeming surprised such a thing existed. He definitely never signed for anything of the sort. More importantly, there was one more thing he'd yet to be made fully aware of: Nikki's birthday. The older sister handed over a box of new shoes, offering them as a birthday present. Once more, Donnie was in shock. "YOOO, it's your birthday?! Why didn't you tell me? You gotta let me hook you up now!" he insisted. "But besides that, what's really good? A nigga kinda hurtin' over here~" he stated, everything in his posture implying a grievance with his own groin ─ the part of his body that currently wouldn't quit furiously throbbing. "I could swap for that body pillow, I'm just sayin'~"

[Apollymi]

Ronnie was honest about her intentions. She wouldn't have kept someone from her sister, that she was sure the girl would like. She'd been obsessing over King Don, since she was a young lass, most of her formative years, she wouldn't have done anything but turn him over after making sure it was worthwhile. In answer to the question Donnie asked, Ronnie grinned. "Nik, what's the house rule?" she asked of her younger sister, whom she'd indoctrinated in a very similar way. "Fuck 'em twice, make sure it's worth it!~" Nikki chimed in like some sort of sleeper agent. "Definitely after mate. I wouldn't pass my little sister a potentially trash cock. She deserves better~" Ronnie mused as if she was absolutely serious about it. He'd have a full opportunity to pursue both young women no matter what.

Something they wouldn't always have time to do however, was rag on Drake. And somewhere across the city as he was out of the shower and redoing his makeup, that man was sneezing. "I wonder what the streets saying about me?~" he mused, fully willing to pause to scan his own twitter, check his DMs and messages. At the same time, Donnie was explaining his thoughts on Drake, "Damn mate when you say it like that... I can definitely see it," Nikki said. "Hell yeah, though I hear you're like his favorite rapper too," Ronnie chimed in about the flexibility of one like Drake around Donnie. "I should say, I did offer to dress him. He chose to wear... that clusterfuck of a fit instead of something I wouldhave put together for him. I invited him, 'cause it was a big day for me, and I thought we'd celebrate together, but... he was busy 'networking' so I made my own good memories," Nikki explained the situation, with a clarity she might not have had in the moment. with her hands up in the air, as if to remind everyone she had nothing to do with it.

Soon enough though, Drake was dropped as a subject. A new pair of shoes were put into play and Nikki considered a new outfit to go along with it, while celebrating her birthday. "I mean... it might not have been licensed but goddamn it was the only thing I wanted when I saw it!~" Nikki said about the body pillow. She'd left it at her sister's flat because men didn't like seeing it in her bed. No matter, her sister was giving her an early birthday present and wishing her a happy birthday, and soon enough, Donnie was doing the same. "King Don just wished me a happy birthday!~ Sayin' thank you doesn't seem like enough, really..." Nikki said seemingly more excited about that than anything else. "I mean... it's tomorrow technically and you can't lead with, it's my birthday tomorrow hang out with me... that makes it sound like I want something, ya' know. But like, if King Don got something for me, I'm saying yes, she's right about that~" she added almost shyly. "You can defintely replace my body pillow any day, mate. Remember though Leon's still comin' I won't leave ya' hurting but you should probably keep your pants on 'til you get what he's got for ya'~" Nikki causally reminded him while grinning. At the same time, Ronnie was in front of them, showing off Nikki's bedroom, which had a neat functionality but also had a load of Donnie's merch everywhere. A bedspread, a body spillow. Several posters and more in the bottom of her closet all framed. An autographed CD, and some other stuff included a few framed t-shirts. The girl was down horrendous.

[Bloodedge]

When Donnie asked if the older sister would make a present of him before or after having a try herself, her answer was... to be given through Nikki instead. There was a house rule to lay with someone twice, ensuring their value. That made sense of Ronnie's earlier mention of two rounds before calling her at breakfast. "Ohh, I dig it. So what you're sayin' is..." His clause remained incomplete for a moment, a drunken swagger carrying him closer to Nikki. "I got you twice locked-in?"

That matter aside, there was a discussion about Casper Drake which Donnie didn't consider entertaining for very long. The man wasn't gay, but that made no difference to him. He was in a relationship of some sort with Nikki... and that meant even less to him. Nikki's birthday meant something, however. If Drake wasn't going to involve himself in the celebration, Donnie would gladly take his place ─ just like he'd replace that unofficial body pillow in Nikki's possession. Alas, her birthday wasn't today. Did that make a difference? Not at all. "Fuck all that. We're hittin' the club tonight, right? Come midnight, I promise I got something for you. Matter of fact..." Donnie was fully prepared to talk about what he had in store for Nikki in that exact moment. Her words, however, reminded him of something. He was supposed to be acquiring weed from her male cousin. How'd he forget about that twice? Well... he knew the answer to that. "Shit, right. Forgot about the bud again," he griped as Nikki's old room was revealed. He could completely understand why other guys wouldn't want to visit a room like that. There were even some things he remembered seeing the pitch for. "Damn Mami, crowns all over the place. Framed 'stolen' merch... and you got that one?" he asked, looking at a particular t-shirt that simply read "Steal this Girl!" with a crown over the text. Donnie leaned against the doorframe as he looked in, deciding what he thought about everything. "... Aight, I might be weird. That's a crazy fan collection, but it's kinda sexy right now. Damn, can't bro do Uber Weed or somethin'?!"

[Apollymi]

The explanation of the house rule of the Corbyn girls, was one which would have made most people aghast. Still, they were a pair of sexually liberated young women, unbound by the old rules and regulations of propriety outside of what they chose for themselves. Because of this, there was never any real thought about whether or not sex was happening, just the terms they decided. Donnie however wasn't made aghast by this knowledge, the only thing he did with it, was zero in on his target, it seemed Ronnie's words about future breakfast plans now made complete sense to him. "Right, mate... locked-in. Locked-up... go crazy. Just make sure I don't get left behind~" Ronnie advised without needing any more thought about it.

Meanwhile, a conversation about Drake was abandoned after just a few jabs were taken. Something of more importance to Donnie, much to the happiness of Ronnie was the birthday celebration of one Nikoleta Corbyn. 'OMG! King Don has a present for me on my birthday. I could bloody pinch meself!~' Nikki thought quietly, outside she wore a mask of maturity that her internal voice simply couldn't hold. "Is that how it is?!~" she questioned, that hint of excitement leaking through. He stopped speaking soon after. Apparently, he was thinking over that weed situation. "It's easy to forget when half the blood in your body is needed to power that thing~" Nikki said lightly. Still soon enough he was seeing her childhood bedroom and commenting on her collection. "I promise I'm not a nutter," Nikki said first and foremost. 'King Don is looking at my collection!~ He called it sexy!~' she seemed almost excited for him to notice her full devotion to him built up over the years of her youth. "Naw, there's nothing quite like a real devoted fan~ This one used to go to the mall and listen to Excuse me Mama on repeat. She even designed a bunch of early gear for a teen boy she never met... just all kinds of mental for King Don~" Ronnie said from ouside the door, she'd then be nudging the two inside. "Can't uber weed, but... I never get to be the one buying someone some time. I'll entertain Leon for a bit!~ You two get to know each other!" she said aiming to push them both in and close the door behind them with quick taps to their backs at a speed way faster than a normal person should ever move. Cackling down the hall could be heard as she left them and flopped on the couch again. "Damnit Ronnie!~ You absolute fucking legend~" Nikki said accidentally aloud.