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74 Godiva Street, AKA Tamsin and Death's Home Of More Alcohol Than Last Year, Saturday Evening

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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Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-02-20 11:05 am (UTC)(link)
This isn't a potluck, but who knows, maybe someone will bring something more sophisticated than Doritos.
living_endless: ([neu] I know you)

RE: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Didi wasn't much of a chef, but she managed a plate of slice-and-bake cookies. That counted as more sophisticated than Doritos, right? (Nobody tell her if it didn't.)

She hovered by the food most of the evening, vainly trying to keep glitter away from anything edible.

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Glitter duty?" Jessica checked. "You're fighting the good fight."
living_endless: ([pos] this is all right)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"You have to have goals," Didi laughed. "Hey, Jessica. Thanks for coming."

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't miss it. At least partially because if I did I might explode," Jessica admitted. "This week has been brutal." Brutally sexy. That's a weird combination of words. Stupid pollen.
living_endless: ([comic] hair over eye)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do anything you regret yet?" Didi asked sympathetically. "I haven't, but ... well, I don't get out a lot."

And also being Endless meant sex pollen didn't affect her quite as much as everybody else, but that detail seemed a tiny bit heavy for this early in the conversation.

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then it's convenient that potential bad decisions have come to you," Jessica said. "I played the troopers in a game of strip poker and cheated. It's not the only thing I've done, but it's the only thing I've regretted."
living_endless: (Default)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Didi had to think about that one for a second. "Wait, did you cheat to win, or cheat to lose?" she asked. "I can see pros and cons either way."

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Jessica considered that. "I cheated to win. But if I was into guys, I probably would have played fair to see what happened."
living_endless: ([neu] interested)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm betting on orgy," Didi suggested. "But maybe not in the Trooper's station."
imafuturist: (let me explain this science)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] imafuturist 2016-02-20 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think we've met." Person who hopefully couldn't kill him via sex.
living_endless: ([pos] cute cute cute)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"You look familiar, but probably not," Didi agreed. "I'm Didi, Tamsin's roomie. Hi there."
imafuturist: (let me explain this science)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] imafuturist 2016-02-20 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tony Stark. You might have met... two of me before." Fandom problems.
living_endless: ([pos] cute cute cute)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Multiple universes?" Didi guessed, with only the slightest raise of her eyebrows. "Probably. I went to school here for a while, too."
imafuturist: (so smirky)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] imafuturist 2016-02-20 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I like to think it's because I'm so charming," Tony replied with a grin. "But yes, perils of a multiverse ."
living_endless: ([pos] cute cute cute)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] living_endless 2016-02-20 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know them well," Didi told him easily. "I haven't had any doubles, but I did have a sister who wasn't my sister for a while. And allegedly one of my brothers was here for a while, too."
imafuturist: (I thought it went well!)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] imafuturist 2016-02-20 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I just have two teammates who aren't really my teammates." A beat. "Their world sounds a little sad that way."

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, look, a veggie tray! It wasn't a whole lot more sophisticated than Doritos, but it was healthier and less likely to makes parts of anyone orange.

Really, it was a snack choice that worked on two levels.
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: studying)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-02-20 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Tamsin circled back to Jessica and her veggie tray after a while.

"Ugh, greens," she said, picking one out of the box. "I like them better when they come in booze."

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You could always mix them together here and now," Jessica suggested. "It might not go well, but tonight's the night for trying things."
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: really?)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-02-20 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not putting roasted eggplant in vodka," Tamsin said, shooting her a dry look. She did pop whatever she'd just grabbed in her mouth, though, so there was that. "I'm thinking about crashing out for the night. You want to sleep here?"

Also other things, but god help it, if hormones were artificially running through Tamsin's body and enticing her to bang people, she was allowed to be as coy as she damn well wanted.

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right about now I want to do a whole bunch of things here. Sleep is pretty far down that list," Jessica said.
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: crossarms)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-02-20 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Tamsin rolled her eyes. "I mean let's go upstairs and bang," she clarified, "and you can go to sleep at like 3 AM when we're done."

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[identity profile] craftyladyparts.livejournal.com 2016-02-20 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I was talking about putting up shelving, maybe doing my taxes... But that works, too," Jessica teased.
fjordicswagger: (tamsin: aware)

Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!

[personal profile] fjordicswagger 2016-02-20 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm the Mayor," Tamsin said, snagging a napkin to clean her hands with. "Don't your tax forms go through me?"

Not really.
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