fjordicswagger | Tamsin's House of Sharp Things And Presently Not Enough Alcohol, Thursday Evening

For a couple of minutes, Tamsin had contemplated the idea of just opening up Town Hall for the party, but... what would be the point in that? People were fired up on hormones, people wanted to get laid, you needed a space small enough to get 'em close together. So to speak.

Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.

She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.

And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.

Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...

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"Holy crap, that's a lot of booze," Tamsin said. Approvingly. Because of the booze, and also because more hot people. Fantastic. "What's that?"

She nodded at the bag.

"Special stash from home," Hatter told her, patting the bag. "It's not quite alcohol but it'll make you feel things. I promise you that."

Well, human emotions so of course there'd be some feeling.

"Different varieties too. Wouldn't want people to get too bored."

"Yeah?" Tamsin said, leaning her shoulder against the wall. "Like what kind of things?"

"Mood enhancer in a convenient little bottle," he said, putting it vaguely for the moment. "Guaranteed."

"Awesome."

What? It sounded awesome.

"You can put those besides the booze. I'm sure somebody's gonna grab some of that eventually."

If Jones had already been here, that's who she'd have pointed out.

"Go easy on the dosages," he advised before heading for the table. "And if someone does pass out, I know not who brought these bottles to this party. I was never here."

"Nobody was ever here, dude," Tamsin said, tagging along because hell, why not? She was also going to ignore the fact where up until a short while ago, she'd been a cop. "So how 'easy' are we talking here, dosage-wise?"

"Probably depends on your tolerance levels," he remarked, settling the bag gently down before unloading his wine first. When he opened the bag and showed her, she'd see beer bottle sized containers with various liquids of dark reds, blues, greens, purples, oranges and other assorted colors.

There were labels across the front but otherwise, the bottle was blank. "Probably depends on what you pick too. If you drink something labeled Lust this week, it's probably best to go with something small."

"Unless you're trying to make your balls explode," Tamsin said, nodding.

"Probably put that on like, a sticky note or something. Because exploding balls seems like it'd get messy and I just got this place broken in."

"Of course," he said, shooting a smirk her way as he nodded. "Wouldn't want to be responsible for having to clean up that mess. I am many things but a maid is not one of them."

"It's okay," Tamsin said. "I mean, you brought booze, and you seem capable enough to stand around and look pretty. That's all anyone's asking tonight."

"Is that what I'm to do?" he asked, snickering. "Well, I can confirm that that will not be a problem. I look pretty all the time."

"That's your job," Tamsin confirmed. "Go forth and frolic, eyecandy."

"With those words of encouragement, who am I to resist?" Hatter wondered, grabbing a glass of wine before wandering off.

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