somethingwithturquoise | Party Planet A.W.K. 420:69, Far Flung Space, Friday Evening [06/19].

Summer was honestly feeling so glad that next year was a milestone birthday that she already had something very simple but important planned, because this one was just stressing her out way too much. Which was dumb, because she shouldn't have to impress anyone on her birthday, but she still, you know, wanted to impress people and no one wanted to be known as the girl with the lame birthday party, and it would be kind of hard to beat a party planet party next year, anyway, but that was, like, a problem for 21-year-old Summer, because the newly minted 20-year-old Summer was just going to let lose and really enjoy the fruits of poor, sad 19-year-old Summer's hard work, dedication, and social anxiety.

Because it was a party planet. And there was no moping allowed. Anyone who gets caught moping gets immediately spaced.

(Not really, because getting spaced was fucking brutal, but whatever, just have fun or something, it's not that hard).

[[ ~~annnnd of course I'll be working on some~~ OCD is up! Have at it! I know Summer did manage to invite a few people ICly, but, honestly, if you want to come along and/or I didn't get a chance to catch you or your characters, you're still more than welcome to hop that portal and come alone, the more the merrier, even if (especially if?) it's accidental. Come party in space! ]]

[[ and yes, it's dumb how pleased I am with that planet name ]]

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"To spit in dad's face," Lucifer said, reaching for his drink, "And because without them, there was no way I could return to Hell in a moment of weakness." A beat. "But they did grow back, yes."

"Your family really is complicated," Seivarden said. "Is mutilating yourself to annoy a parent an angel thing? Anyway, they grew back? And you still can't show me?"

"They grew back," Lucifer confirmed, "And no, I still can't show you."

"I would like to be able to say you're teasing me, but I know you're not."

Lucifer had at least been clear about that.

Then, without really knowing why, she leaned in to kiss him.

Yes, that was a minor surprise, but Lucifer wasn't going to be odd about it; he was going to kiss her back, amused.

"What was that for?"

Seivarden, being surprisingly perceptive, realised that it was because things were back to normal, no complaining about how she failed to get something she definitely didn't.

Knowing better than to actually said that, she replied with a smirk: "Sudden inspiration. Du you want another drink?"

"Oooh, yes," Lucifer said, grinning, and held his glass out for her.

Seivarden grinned back, took his glass and returned a short while later with two pink drinks.

"They said these were safe for humans," she said as she handed Lucifer one of them. "And yes, I know that's not a concern for you, but I prefer to get back to the island alive eventually."

She sat down again.

"I suppose I'll have to do my risk-taking elsewhere, then," Lucifer sighed, but he accepted the drink and took a sip.

"That's easy to say for someone who can't die," Seivarden said, taking a sip from her own drink. "I'm not going to complain though, it was nice of Summer of arrange this. She seems to like me better these days."

The feeling was mutual, actually.

"I have to hand it to her, she really knows how to throw a bash people will remember," Lucifer agreed, looking around. "We're certainly going to have some fun."

This was where Seivarden's eyes widened and she started coughing, spilling half of the drink.

Lucifer blinked and looked back at her. "What, is it poison after all?"

"No," Seivarden croaked, gasping for air. "It's very strong. Did we get the same one?"

Lucifer shrugged. "I don't know," he said, "I can try some of yours if you want to be sure?"

"Have what's left."

Seivarden held out the glass to him.

Lucifer took it, made an amused noise, and took a sip.

"Nope, tastes exactly like mine."

"Unfair," Seivarden fake sulked. "I need another one."

Lucifer snorted. "Are you asking me to get you a drink?"

"Yes," Seivarden said. "A drinkable one."

She was slurring just a little, and since Lucifer must know her drinking habits by now, that probably said a lot.

"Wouldn't you rather have a glass of water?" Lucifer said, half-teasing, half-genuine.

"Do you trust the water here?" Seivarden asked.

That wasn't a no.

"I can always ask if it's human-friendly...?"

"Like this drink," Seivarden said. "No, wait."

She got to her feet, a little unsteadily.

"I'll just order what Summer have. That should work."

Lucifer rose as well, patting her on the shoulder. "I'll get it for you," he promised. "Sit down."

He wasn't usually one not to encourage excess, but he'd seen Seivarden hungover before.

Re: The Pink Room - Summer's Birthday - 06/19.

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