[center][h3][color=ec008c][b]R[/b]obyn [b]M[/b]ueller[/color][/h3]
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Robyn wasn't too far from Nessa's beach house so it was only about a twenty minute drive for her, although she sat in her car for awhile, messing with her phone before she went in. It looked like Seamus and Dom were the only two to arrive yet so she wasn't in any big rush. She grabbed two bags from her back seat. One of them were her clothes, and the other was fireworks. Nothing big or illegal since the last thing she wanted was someone calling the cops on them, but the they'd be cool to look at. She walked into Nessa's place, and set the bags down.

[color=ec008c]”Honey I'm home!”[/color] Robyn called before stepping into the living room area. She licked her lips subconsciously as she observed the room. It was just Nessa, Dom, and Seamus, and since she knew when Seamus left, he must have just arrived. She smirked to herself before moving over to couch, sitting down next to Nessa. She slipped her shoes off so she could fold her legs under her. She grabbed her phone, feeling it vibrate once more but it was just her dad. She ignored that but sent a text to Candy instead, before tucking her phone away in her pocket. 

To: [color=00aeef]Candy[/color]
[color=ec008c] I think that project Amor is a go tonight. [/color]

[color=ec008c]”So...how are y'all tonight? Oh, I brought fireworks! We can set them off tonight if we have a fire.”[/color] Robyn smiled, her accent getting stronger towards the end of the sentence as she got perkier. She undid her hair from the ponytail it was in only to redo it, since she felt random strands brushing her face before looking at Nessa's food. She turned thoughtful for a moment, her desire for food warring with her desire to mess with Dom. In the end, her desire to mess with Dom won out, and she decided to get food later, when the others arrived. She did, however, look around for the alcohol, seeing none on her first cursory glance. 
[color=ec008c]"Hey Ginger, where did you stash the drinks?"[/color]