It appeared his intimidation factor didn't work and his old friends just sort of forced their way in like they visited so often. Lavender eyes blinking as the bag of offered goods was forced in his hands, he gave a slight sigh. He somehow didn't feel surprised by these actions of there's. Despite leaving at the age of eleven, it seemed they still somewhat remembered how he was. To be honest, he hadn't changed too much from then either. He just got a little bigger bark. Sort of was required he learned in order to avoid too much trouble. Obviously, these two weren't exactly leaving and taking no for a answer so the pale man relented, closing the door behind them with his back. Nodding in minor approval as Zac took off his shoes before he looked to the blonde man.

[color=silver]"....Shoes off."[/color] Alver said firmly before taking a moment to glance over his home as his two friends seemed impressed. 

[color=silver]"Grandfather gave it to me eleven years ago.."[/color] He murmured before snapping his gaze to Julius as the beefy man assaulted the bag. Alver instinctevly tensed up at being in close proximity of someone else. Though his eyes laxed at the childish Julius. He hadn't changed much it seemed.

Frowning slightly as they joked about Julius's foot, guilt and concern tugged at his heart a bit. He hadn't meant to hurt the big lug. Though the moron shouldn't had purposely blocked the door like that.

[color=silver]"Sorry..."[/color] The tall pale man apologized, mentally facepalming at himself. Why was he apologizing? They're the ones inviting themselves in.

[color=silver]"Don't talk with your mouth full. Chew with your mouth closed. And eat at the dining table. You're still a kid."[/color] Alver scolded, though his voice was softer compared to the sharp 'go away' tone he had been using and minorly flicked a slender finger against the shorter man's forehead. Mhm. Here he thought he broke that mother hen habit. Guess not. Gosh gooseberries.

Looking to Zachary at the mention of checking the place out, Alver sighed again. Mildly amused as it seemed Zachary was a bit more outspoken and social then he remembered. But still had curiousity, and a little bit of a troublemaker. Setting the bag of food goods on the table before striding through the house gracefully.

He couldn't believe this was happening.

Eyes snapping to glance toward his blue eyed friend, blinking a bit in surprise at the apparent reason they were here. It took a long moment for it to process this before Alver gave a response that was just as clear cut.

[color=silver]"No."[/color]

This really did seem like a ridiculous idea. It had been years, people change. They probably hardly knew one another now. At least, Alver barely knew them. He had avoided all contact with them. He didn't use Facebook or any of those fancy internet doohickey thingies. His email was his work alias, and his phone was just known by his mother, Lily and Lucas. He had no idea who anyone was.

Course, Harpy and Teddy didn't [i]seem[/i] to change much. Mostly Teddy. Plus, getting the childhood friends back together meant he had to actually socialize. With people. Outside. Do things whatever friends do nowadays. What did they do again? And he'd have to see Miky... Alver didn't think he had any lingering feelings. He put those aside after the rejection. Still, he could still remember that day very clearly. It would surely be awkward. Then again, a part of him wanted to see if the boy was still so moe. 

[color=silver]"We're not kids anymore. I'm sure everyone is living their own lives. Why start this now?"[/color] The pale man asked, his voice cool and calm, all the while his mind rattled at who decided to suddenly throw a curveball in his quiet uneventful life.

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