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By the time she expected the first guests to start filtering, Summer had managed to make her apartment look like a very blue-gold-specific explosion had happened in a Party City somewhere, and all the shrapnel somehow wound up in her living room and kitchen. From the balloons to the streamers hanging from the ceiling to the banners, there was no mistaking that a birthday party was going on here, in all its blue and gold and star themed glory.
Was it a bit much? Probably. Cheesy? Definitely. But it was the dude's first birthday party; it was allowed to be. In fact, Summer might argue that it was required to be exactly this level of obnoxious, thank you very much.
She got some music playing, went to get some of the food set out in the dining room and the drink offerings set up in the kitchen, and then she just had to wait for a good amount of people to show up before she'd text the man of the hour to get him down here.
[[ open party is open! Everyone who wanted them got invite texts or feel free to mod Summer mentioning it or just wander in oblivious! Basically, please come party, by any means necessary ]]
Was it a bit much? Probably. Cheesy? Definitely. But it was the dude's first birthday party; it was allowed to be. In fact, Summer might argue that it was required to be exactly this level of obnoxious, thank you very much.
She got some music playing, went to get some of the food set out in the dining room and the drink offerings set up in the kitchen, and then she just had to wait for a good amount of people to show up before she'd text the man of the hour to get him down here.
[[ open party is open! Everyone who wanted them got invite texts or feel free to mod Summer mentioning it or just wander in oblivious! Basically, please come party, by any means necessary ]]
