The Wanderers {Open}

Maggie went back to the kitchen to finish cleaning up, putting the bottle of Tylenol back in the cupboard. She sighed slightly and sat down at the table with her brother, yawning.
 
Luke walked down the stairs, his guitar slung over his shoulder. He had a gig at some club in downtown New York later that night and wanted to get some practice in before he played. He figured that no one at the house would want to listen to his loud music so he decided he'd look around the park down the street and maybe find someplace quiet to play his guitar. He froze when he saw Paul asleep on the couch, "What happened to Paul?" He asked, noticing the cast on his leg.


(Lets just say that Luke was up in his room or something when Paul fell since he wasn't there for that whole thing aha :P sorry I haven't been on, been busy with school and stuff)
 
Maggie glanced over at him. "He fell down the stairs. Broke himself a good bit," she replied simply, still embarrassed from what happened yesterday.
 
Luke turned to look at her in surprise-both from the fact that Paul had fallen down the stairs and he hadn't even noticed and from the fact that he hadn't noticed her in the room until now. He wasn't noticing a lot of things lately it seemed. "Oh... is he okay?" he asked, wishing he could make it right with Maggie again but not sure how. He didn't want to hurt her anymore than he already had.
 
Maggie opened her mouth to respond, but Cam beat her to it. "He tripped over his own shoelaces," he told him. "I don't think any of us are quite sure how he managed to do that, break his leg, and slam his head against the stairs. Not even Mags could be that clumsy." She stuck her tongue out at him.
 
Luke laughed, glancing back at Paul once more, "Poor guy," he said sympathetically then looked back at Maggie and who he assumed was her brother. He gave him a small grin, extending his arm so he could hold out his hand for him to shake. "Don't believe we've met before. I'm Luke," he told him
 
Maggie almost sighed slightly as Cam grasped his hand and shook it easily. "Cam," he replied. "The runt's older brother. I have a twin, too, but trust me when I say I hope you never have to meet him," he said. "And we have a sister, but it's doubtful that you'll meet her. She's in LA."
 
Luke nodded, "Big family," he noted then added as an afterthought, "Though I can't really talk considering I have four sisters." He pulled his hand back so he could run his fingers up the neck of his guitar, itching to get out and play it. He didn't want to be rude though so he kept the conversation going. "So what's so bad about this twin of yours that makes you so sure I wouldn't want to meet him?"
 
Cam looked a little uncomfortable and Maggie almost snorted in amusement. "I'll be outside," she informed them, grabbing her gardening gloves. "Cam, come help once you guys are done talking," she said before heading out. "Uhh...Well, I mean...Unless you're good friends with insensitive, homophobic, assholes," he said with a shrug. "In which case you might be friends with him fine."
 
Luke grimaced, "I think I'll stick to nice homofriendly people thanks," he said, thinking back on his high school days. He'd known quiet a few people like that and was wishing to stay clear of them now that he was out of school.
 
Cam raised his brow slightly at that. "Well, then you're at the right place," he responded simply. "I should go help Maggie," he said, standing up.
 
Luke nodded, "Alright, see you around," he said heading out the door himself. He starting walking in the direction to the park, playing with his guitar strap as he walked.
 
Maggie smirked slightly at her brother as he came outside, handing him a pair of pruners. They started talking quietly, Cam still mulling over his comment. "Is he gay?" he asked Maggie quietly, to which she nodded. "Huh." he said, only slightly surprised. He shouldn't be, given his circumstance, but he usually was when others were.
 
Paul eyes shot open instantly, awaking from a dream he doesn't remember much of. He slowly pulled up his watch to check the time. He got up, feeling better, the Tylenol definitely worked. He didn't hear anyone talking as he peered slowly over the end of the couch.. no one.. He assumed Maggie must be off doing stuff, and Luke would probably be playing the guitar in some club. He got up and started stretching his right leg, and couldn't really with his left. He started walking over to the garden door, some fresh air would do him some good.
 
Maggie planted another of the pansies from the flower box, scooping potting soil into the dirt before adding a bit of fertilizer. Cam remained quiet, clipping at dead flowers.
 
Luke walked around the park for a while, looking for someplace with less people. He didn't want to annoy anyone with his playing. He found a nice little secluded area where he could play without bothering people and started to practice the songs he would be preforming later that night.
 
Paul opened the door and walked out into the garden. "oh hi.." he said seeing Cam and Maggie. "I don't think we've met.." Paul questioned cam curiously, He always likes meeting new people.
 
((i am so sorry that i dissapeared for a while. i couldnt get on. lets just say that bron went up to her room to practive then went to bed.)) Bron awoke to her phone going off. She sleepily grabbed her phone and pressed the answer button. "Hello?" "Hey Bron! It's Vinny," a male voice said through the phone. "What the heck Vinny?! Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?" Bron practically yelled at him. "Uh, Bron, it's almost noon." Bron sat up quickly in her bed, her eyes wide. "Is it really?" She then got up out of her bed and ran to the window. She pulled the curtains to the side and sunlight poured into the room."Crap! Now I'm not going to get a good spot. There goes todays cash." "Don't worry about that Babe. I got you a gig." Bron smiled. "I knew you would be useful at some point Vinny." "Oh Har-de-har har. It's at a nightclub. You will be working as a bartender AND a performer, so be prepared. Go down to 002 at five o clock. Got it?" "Got it! Thanks again Vinny!" With that Bron hung up and put her phone down on the bed. she then put a hoddie over her tank top and sweatpants and walked downstairs to get food.
 
(Hey, I'm really bored and this has been like dead for a few days now so if anyone's on and feels like RPing let me know how I can jump back in? :) )
 
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