blow a kiss for all the hearts they gon drop

[gwynn]

Who: EVERYONE IN THE WORLD
What: When it's time to party we will always party hard.
Where: Megan's apartment, Howl Barrow
When: Sukkardi/Saturday night
Notes: Threadjacking is encouraged. Also, again, if you want to tag in but your character wouldn't just show up, feel free to assume Megan befriended them somewhere and dragged them over/invited them personally.
Warnings: Preemptive warnings for drug use, naughty language and sexual situations.

Megan's housepartment (it looks like a house to her, but the realtor assured her it is an apartment, okay, whatever) is a quaint little thing in the middle of a friendly, middle class Howl Barrow street that is deceptively tame by day and comes alive by night. Her neighbours are super chill, which is her favourite part of living here -- she asked around about a party, if the noise would be a problem, and nobody had any problem with it. Howl Barrow rules.

The inside's a bit furnitureless right now -- she's got a few mismatched chairs and a pull-out sofa, that's about it -- but she's already started decorating a little, hanging art on the walls and putting up nice curtains. (Nobody is allowed to puke on her new curtains.) She's well-stocked with a wide selection of alcohol, ranging from mid-price beer to hard liquor, and snacks, nothing fancy.

She's got her bong out too, yeah.

By 7, there's already a couple people milling about and drinking -- coworkers from the Vault, mostly. Music's playing from an old suitcase turntable set up on the kitchen counter, it's something Baedal-native, hard rock, and in an alien language.

For the shy and/or drunken Snow Whites, there's a friendly, fluffy ragdoll cat lounging around, casually draping herself wherever is most convenient for attention and adulation. Caution: do not give cat beer.

Comments

[charismatic]

Will nods, considering. Maybe he can look at that, if he can't find something he's better suited to. Working directly with tech would still be better than paper pushing. “I'll keep it in mind,” he says, and there's a pause, where he's looking out at the rest of the crowd. “Not much for parties?”

[studious_snake]

"No, not really. I wasn't going to come, but Hilmi dragged me out here, and I think he disappeared. I haven't seen him in a while." Jay glanced around, in case he might spot the guy, but, of course, he didn't. "Figures he'd drag me out here then go off and get laid or something..."

[charismatic]

“I don't think I know him,” Will says, but he's laughing a little anyway. He's definitely known guys like that. A time or two, he might have been a guy like that. “I don't really know anyone here, actually,” he adds. “I got invited on the train.”

[studious_snake]

"Yeah. It seems pretty easy to meet people here...I guess that's because everyone you chat with on the internet equivalent is somewhere in the city, so it's more likely to lead to actually meeting them."

[charismatic]

“It seems like it,” Will says, shaking his head. He swirls his half-melted drink around in the glass. “I'm going to get a fresh drink.”

[studious_snake]

He nodded. Jay's own drink was getting warm, but he knew if he got a new drink, he'd probably end up wasting that one, too. He, quite simply, wasn't much of a drinker. Still, maybe if he got a little drunk, he might relax enough to actually enjoy himself, so while he was alone, he made himself actually take a few large gulps of his beer, ignoring the taste of warm beer as he did so. He made a face, but feeling the warm feeling trickling into his head, he had the feeling this would work. Either that, or he'd just end up lounging somewhere and relaxing, not caring that a party was going on around him.

Of course, he'd have to remain firmly human, he reminded himself, so he couldn't relax too much. Of course, having only had one beer, there was hardly a danger of that yet. Finally, he decided he'd go get a fresh beer, having finally finished his first, and, tossing the can into the trash went over to get some more.