The Boys Are Back (Rose&Jenyfer)

[JENYFER SALAS-ORTIZ]

Jeny was confused. And she hated being confused. It was really the most obnoxious of emotions. Happiness, she adored. Sadness was bound to happen. anger, she wore like a versace prom dress. Confusion though... confusion. Ugh. Nothing pleasant came from confusion.

She walked up to the door, being handed money by Guillermo even though she had some in her hands. Ira walked in, his face contrite, and mumbled softly to Guillermo, who patted his back forgivingly. So... it was done? No more drama? That seemed painless. But why was Rose sulking in the corner? Sighing, Jeny paid for the pizza, a cautious pimply, pimply, delivery boy standing in the door way, looking determinedly at the hall ceiling. "Are you alright?"

He nodded nervously, not looking down. "Yes Ma'am." Jeny shot a curious glance at her Brother, not realizing he and the pizza boy had had a run in before, back when Rose and Guillermo had first met. He took the money, and handed Jeny change shakily, sliding the mountain of pizza's, chicken, and bread sticks, into her arms. "Have a good e-evening Ma'am. Thank you for your custom." With that, the boy scampered away, with a clumsy speed.

Jeny turned away, only for Suave to have the pizzas out of her arms and on to the table, where the boys started feed. Jeny took her place back on the couch, happy to see Ira sitting next to her spot. Maybe he had changed. Jeny flashed him her brightest smile, before grabbing a piece of pizza, and attempted to eat it as lady like as possible.

Her brown eyes trailed over to Rose, who was locked in a tight, protective, hug by Guillermo. Maybe she wasn't so bad? Maybe she was just shy. And she seemed to make Guillermo happy. Maybe Jeny had just come in at a bad moment, and Rose was really a nice person deep deep down. Jeny chewed thoughtfully, smiling at Rose, though it was a little testing. Not the one that showed her dimples. The one that she used when she was uncomfortable or unsure. "You know, now that they're all here, we could use them as pack mules for a little mall trip." Yeah. Yeah. This was okay.

[ROSE MERCER]

"Now it is." Guillermo spoke with a quiet confidence, as Jeny got up to greet the pizza boy. Ira entered, as Jeny greeted the pizza boy, who looked vaguely familiar, and ducked his head shamefaced at Guillermo, muttering lowly. Rose frowned a little, turning her attention to Besos as he patted Ira's back. Well, perhaps that's what came from years of brotherhood. Instant forgiveness. Of course, Rose had no idea what had taken place outside. Her blue eyes watched sharply as Ira sat down, in the seat next to where Jeny had been sitting. Pig.

Guillermo took his seat next to Rose, pulling her into a tight hug. It was a hug that said: This.Is mine. She rested her head thoughtfully on his chest, as the others surrounded the food like a buzzards over a dead antelope. The amount of food Jeny had gotten seemed like too much, but watching the guys eat, she could understand the excess. Seriously, holy crap. Rose moved out of Guillermo's hug, so that he too could dig in, not feeling very hungry herself. Rose was not a big eater. She was a fan of soups and other such things, but when her and Guillermo got food, whether in or out, she tended just to pick off from his plate. Rose wondered if she should leave, and let the old friends commune. She had felt so at home there, for a moment, and now she couldn't help but be a little nervous. Leaning in to Guillermo's ear, she whispered low enough that no one else would be able to hear her. "Should I go?"

And she got the most peculair feeling she was being watched... looking over, she saw she was being watched by Jeny. It was an inquiring look, like she was trying to figure out a puzzle. She opened her mouth, and Rose braced herself for some snotty little comment. "You know, now that they're all here, we could use them as pack mules for a little mall trip." Wait. What?

Rose's mouth fell open slightly, her face momentarily confused before she pulled it back to her usual poise. "Oh, I doubt they could keep up with us." Rose said, trying to sound genial, but ended up more with a more puzzled tone than anything else. What the hell was that. Besos's sat herself between Fuerte and Suave, grabbing the loose toppings that fell from their pizzas, though attempting to be discreet. Technically, she wasn't allowed to have people food, though Fernando had never kept that rule.