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Okay, this party had been born out of actual need (for alcohol and getting laid) last year; this year, those factors weren't as urgent for Tamsin, who figured she could always drop in on Jessica or Mike if the night was a spectacular failure.
But hell, it'd been fun last time. Why the hell not?
There were black sheets hanging in front of the windows again, and pillows and sheets scattered all over the floor to make for little makeshift sitting spaces and nooks. There was an empty bottle (in case someone decided to play Spin the Bottle) sitting somewhere in the middle of the room, and in a fit of generosity Tamsin had thoughtfully supplied a bunch of bags of chips in case people wanted to eat stuff.
The glitter clinging to the sheets and the walls and whatnot: not her fault. Who'd ever heard of impromptu localized glitter storms before? At least the winds had died down well before the party actually started, but there was no way in hell she was vacuuming all that stuff up.
There. Party time.
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But hell, it'd been fun last time. Why the hell not?
There were black sheets hanging in front of the windows again, and pillows and sheets scattered all over the floor to make for little makeshift sitting spaces and nooks. There was an empty bottle (in case someone decided to play Spin the Bottle) sitting somewhere in the middle of the room, and in a fit of generosity Tamsin had thoughtfully supplied a bunch of bags of chips in case people wanted to eat stuff.
The glitter clinging to the sheets and the walls and whatnot: not her fault. Who'd ever heard of impromptu localized glitter storms before? At least the winds had died down well before the party actually started, but there was no way in hell she was vacuuming all that stuff up.
There. Party time.
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Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:14 pm (UTC)Now, though, well, it was taking her a second to remember the wine was further down and Jessica's face was further up than where she was looking.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:18 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:24 pm (UTC)... Just asking for a friend.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:29 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:35 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:38 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:39 pm (UTC)Ah, look. There was Jessica's face.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:49 pm (UTC)Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!
Date: 2016-02-20 03:56 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:56 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:09 pm (UTC)"Come on in. Get covered in glitter. Maybe make out a little."
Look, she was hosting a party in sex pollen week. She knew the score.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:10 pm (UTC)Not to take it inside. She needed to liberate a can, stat.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:13 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:15 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:16 pm (UTC)She's brought along a box of bottles 'acquired' during various shifts at the bar.
Re: Make Out! In The Shadows!
Date: 2016-02-20 04:30 pm (UTC)Okay, it was a full on sulk.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:33 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:34 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:35 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:36 pm (UTC)So he showed up with a bottle of scotch for the hostess, and half a bottle of juma for himself. There. Good enough.
Re: Make Out! In The Shadows!
Date: 2016-02-20 04:37 pm (UTC)... Probably.
He was sitting over there in the corner, anyway.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:38 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:41 pm (UTC)"Welcome to the party," Tamsin said, making grabby hands for the bottle almost immediately. "Vodka? Nice."
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:41 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 04:42 pm (UTC)