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WHO: OPEN to friends/acquaintances of Troy Barnes and/or Abed Nadir OR just crash the party.
WHERE: MAC, Troy and Abed's apartment
WHEN: Thanksgiving Day
WARNINGS: none that I'm aware of.
SUMMARY: Troy slapped together a Thanksgiving potluck-thing while his Nanna isn't around to shame him.
FORMAT: tagger's choice all around.

[ Although Troy's tried to make sure the place is clean and ready, it's probably still obvious that two twenty-something dudes live there. Their table might not be big enough to support Thanksgiving, but there's still counter-space. They'll make it work!

There's also a couple of boardgames to be had and as sizable a DVD collection as they can manage. It's hard to build up a solid selection in the City, sometimes, but there's still plenty to be entertained by. Later, there will be basketball outside.

Troy's trying his best to be a good host, despite having little experience with Thanksgiving. Abed may or may not be filming. Come join the fun, folks. ]

Comments

open!

[demonspawn]

[ that was probably the most he's eaten in a long time. he's a skinny kid, but he feels like he ate at least twice his body weight. weirdly enough, being around friendly people seems to encourage eating as a social activity.

not that he knows much about socializing. not his forte. not at all. maybe that's why, after dinner, he finds a spot on the couch by himself to be anti-social. he can just watch everyone else have fun. ]

[withamask]

[ After dinner, and while she waits to play basketball, Renee stops by the couch to rest for a few minutes. She holds up a hand in greeting and points to the spot on the other end of the couch. ]

Hey. This seat taken?

[demonspawn]

[ he glances at the lady who approaches him, not recognizing her outright. if he knows her, it's in a vague way, probably from seeing something she said on the network. still, he can't place a name. ]

No. [ a bit reluctantly: ] You can sit, if you want.

[withamask]

Thanks. [ She takes a seat, and after a moment, offers a hand to shake. ]

I'm Renee.

[demonspawn]

[ he eyes her hand, clearly uncomfortable with the idea of taking it for some reason. at length, he reaches out though, grasping her hand firmly but briefly, not even fully shaking it before letting go. ]

Hi. Terry. [ he glances at her again. ] Friend of Troy's?

[withamask]

[ She nods. ]

Yeah. You too, I'm guessing.