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: I NEVER

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

"Never have I ever had sex in front of an audience," Navaan said, and then drank. And then added, "Deliberately."

And drank again.

Re: I NEVER

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had done plenty where people could have seen him, and that was part of the fun,but he'd never actually been applauded or anything. He pouted and didn't drink.

Re: I NEVER

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

"That's what you get for making us go upstairs," Navaan said, grinning.

And drinking again, just because she could.

Re: I NEVER

[vdistinctive]

Eliot tilted his head thoughtfully, was unable to get his memory entirely working properly, and then sighed and set his drink down.

Though it was possibly a sign that he wasn't drunk enough yet when he remembered not to ask "do horses count?"* out loud.

* as the audience, dammit.