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fjordicswaggerOkay, 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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Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 11:03 am (UTC)Drink! Where People Can See You!
Date: 2016-02-20 11:04 am (UTC)refurnished storefronthouse is covered in pillows for people to sit on. The table of drinks is nearby, as are the snacks, and the lights are on.Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!
Date: 2016-02-20 11:05 am (UTC)Party! With Games!
Date: 2016-02-20 11:05 am (UTC)Make Out! In The Shadows!
Date: 2016-02-20 11:06 am (UTC)Or you can sneak into one of the smaller rooms upstairs, but Tamsin and Death's bedrooms are locked shut.
Talk to the Hostess
Date: 2016-02-20 11:06 am (UTC)OOC
Date: 2016-02-20 11:07 am (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 12:42 pm (UTC)Jerk.
But Tony was there with a nice bottle of scotch that was probably going to end up chugged. He'd have to live with that on his conscience.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 12:52 pm (UTC)Good his expensive bottle of scotch made it.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 12:54 pm (UTC)All two of them. But still.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 12:56 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 12:59 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:06 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:12 pm (UTC)Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:14 pm (UTC)She cupped the back of Tony's neck and kissed him firmly.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:22 pm (UTC)Not difficult enough to stop kissing her just yet. Wait for those higher brain functions to kick in.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:27 pm (UTC)But Tamsin was the one to break it off, anyway, patting him on the shoulder as she pulled back. "Booze goes on the table," she said, jerking her thumb towards the inside.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 01:49 pm (UTC)"Glad to see you too, Tamsin," he replied dryly, walking past her to add to the alcohol pile.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 02:53 pm (UTC)(You know. Like he actually cared whether anyone was judging him.)
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:01 pm (UTC)Still a little dry, but she meant it.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:02 pm (UTC)So Jessica showed up, with a bottle of wine and a veggie tray. Because she also figured there was no way there would be snacks more sophisticated than potato chips. She was wrong, of course. Corn was classier than potato. Obviously.
RE: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!
Date: 2016-02-20 03:05 pm (UTC)She hovered by the food most of the evening, vainly trying to keep glitter away from anything edible.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:05 pm (UTC)Re: Eat! If Actual Food Arrives!
Date: 2016-02-20 03:06 pm (UTC)Really, it was a snack choice that worked on two levels.
Re: Arrive/Mingle
Date: 2016-02-20 03:12 pm (UTC)