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

[fjordicswagger]

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...

[[ ocd incoming... up! adults only party is a go! eta: i should probably note browse responsibly, since there might be hints of nsfw in the comments at some point, i have no idea how this post will roll ]]

Comments

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[bedbathabbiyond]

Abbi sprawled on her stomach with a pillow underneath her, which meant that yes, her ass was pretty much in the air.

It was the best position to eat wings in without risking getting sauce on her dress, so that was what was going on.

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, hot girl with her ass in the air, chomping on wings. She was clearly Pam's soulmate.

"Wanna lick sauce off each other?" Pam asked. "Orrrrr, did I, like, just come on way too strong? 'Cause I do that sometimes."

She flopped down next to the other girl anyway.

"... Offer stands, though."

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[bedbathabbiyond]

"Oh, I'm not..." Abbi cleared her throat and tried a more diplomatic opener. "I'm very flattered, but I'm going to have to pass. It's enticing, though."

Well, more so than it would normally be. But still not really her cup of tea. Sorry, Pam.

Re: Drink! In the Light!

[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

"Straight, taken, or not into big girls?" Pam asked, not seeming upset by the rejection. "S'cool. We could get drunk and play fuck-marry-kill for random hot people across the room."

Why not objectify people, if you were at a fake-orgy?