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

[fjordicswagger]

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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Re: Arrive/Mingle

[talentforlying]

"All hail our most glorious mayor!" Constantine proclaimed as he arrived, this time well-armed with two cases of Black Sheep. It had been popular enough last time. "I nominate her for 'hottest and smartest authority figure on Fandom.'"

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

"I'm still not letting you have extra booze," Tamsin said, "But points for the Black Sheep." She reached out to grab a case.

Not to take it inside. She needed to liberate a can, stat.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[talentforlying]

"Who said I was after extra booze?" he asked, handing over the case without an argument. John, no, that's not Tamsin's face you're admiring. "I'm wanting hot people in search of a good time."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

Everyone was staring at Tamsin's boobs this week. She was going to roll her eyes on principle, and then she was going to pop out a brewski and open it and take a swig. "Well, if it's anything like last year, that should go well," she said. "If we get brooders again, I'm going to need you to hit on at least one of them just for funsies."

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[talentforlying]

In all fairness, they were magnificent.

John sketched a bow. "It would be an honor and a privilege to provide good cheer this week."

Look, he was looking to get laid. John wasn't above sweet-talking some of the brooders.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

And in response, Tamsin was going to be kind and check him out for .5 seconds.

Or maybe that was just the pollen.

"Awesome," she said. "I don't want anyone's sullenness getting in the way of everyone else getting laid."