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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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.

Seivarden sank back, a little surprised and not sure why. "Thank you."

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