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 ]]

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Re: Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

"No, it's rather warm in here," he said, glancing around. He took his hat off though and tossed it on the ground beside him. "And I haven't even needed to drink to accomplish that."

Just a few drops of what he'd brought and he'd been good to go.

"But naked you say? In the middle of so many people? I don't know, I could be shy."

Re: Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

"Hot people shouldn't be shy," Pam said, taking another swig from her carton. Oh, hey, this seemed like a great time to peel off her shirt. "And clothing's just, like, restrictive, anyway. Flaunt what you got."

Or what you didn't have. It never stopped her.

Re: Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

Hatter had to grin at her complete lack of shyness. It was refreshing, actually.

"And you are not timid at all," he remarked, amused. "It's quite nice, actually. Lovely, even."