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somethingwithturquoise) wrote2022-10-12 03:26 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2022-10-12 03:26 am
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Room 308; Wednesday Evening [10/12].
Ah, yes, what better way to follow up a day heavy on war stuff than a jello shot party in what was essentially a hotel room! But, look, the Wednesday night jello room parties were just a tradition at this point, and Summer practically centered the first half of her trips around making them happen, so she was going to be very disappointed if no one even bothered to show up.
She was going to have a very rough Thursday if she had to do all these jello shots by herself (minus the one or two she could convince Barry to choke down).
So the mass texts to everyone had been sent out, as well as texts to Annie and Rey to show off the jello shot spread and show off what they were missing (with an added text to Annie that went something along the lines of seriously, though, u good? do you need anything? everything cool?), and she just had to finish with the set up. There was some beer and sodas and whatever leftover liquor didn't go into the shots and wine (because France) and some moddable snacks, but, of course, most of the attention was in the jello shots, which included some apple cider ones featuring cider from the countryside and chocolate covered strawberries with chocolate from the local chocolatier. Pears made an appearance in the line up, as did pumpkin. Of course there was champagne, a chocolate eclair, and.....mac and cheese....but, you know, with fancy local cheeses, because that made it better.
Look, just because they were in France, didn't mean you were free from at least That One Shot.
So it was time to party! Chaperones only! Summer will pay Rosa good money to make sure students stay out.
(She would have roped Goose and Sidon into it, but she knew them both well enough to know that while they did cut impressive figures as bouncers, she was pretty sure they would just encourage just letting every one in).
[[ open room party is open! posted here to get the most party bang out of my party buck and general readability. No OCD. Have at it! ]]
She was going to have a very rough Thursday if she had to do all these jello shots by herself (minus the one or two she could convince Barry to choke down).
So the mass texts to everyone had been sent out, as well as texts to Annie and Rey to show off the jello shot spread and show off what they were missing (with an added text to Annie that went something along the lines of seriously, though, u good? do you need anything? everything cool?), and she just had to finish with the set up. There was some beer and sodas and whatever leftover liquor didn't go into the shots and wine (because France) and some moddable snacks, but, of course, most of the attention was in the jello shots, which included some apple cider ones featuring cider from the countryside and chocolate covered strawberries with chocolate from the local chocolatier. Pears made an appearance in the line up, as did pumpkin. Of course there was champagne, a chocolate eclair, and.....mac and cheese....but, you know, with fancy local cheeses, because that made it better.
Look, just because they were in France, didn't mean you were free from at least That One Shot.
So it was time to party! Chaperones only! Summer will pay Rosa good money to make sure students stay out.
(She would have roped Goose and Sidon into it, but she knew them both well enough to know that while they did cut impressive figures as bouncers, she was pretty sure they would just encourage just letting every one in).
[[ open room party is open! posted here to get the most party bang out of my party buck and general readability. No OCD. Have at it! ]]
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Maybe this would require further exploration later. Perhaps a demonstration might be necessary.
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"What? I was a teenager," Travis said with a laugh. "You know how they are."
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Stark grinned. "I do work at the school. Do you ever miss it?"
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"Being a teenager?" Travis shook his head. "God no. Ten years of just . . . greasy, hormone-filled confusion."
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"Well, now I get to press myself against hot sweaty men in a much more satisfying context," Travis pointed out.
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And there was plenty of time for that later. Someone was feeling more affectionate than usual. Maybe it was the jello. Or France. Or being on vacation.
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If only there were someone who could teach him.
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"Maybe I should show you a few moves," Travis suggested.