Frontenac Suite; Wednesday Evening [10/23].

[somethingwithturquoise]

The suite that Summer and Stark had been given had boasted being "spacious and perfect for entertaining," and so now Summer was putting that claim to the test with her traditional School Trip Wednesday Night Room Party. Texts had been sent out to remind people of the party or to inform them if it was their first trip (with a caveat that if you were underage, Gladio Amicitia will kick you out, but that was mostly just a formality because, here in Quebec, the drinking age was 18, and she was pretty sure even their youngest students were at least that age now, but, either way, she was covering her bases for resposible chaperone behavior!), and then a good portion of her day was spent getting the jello shots ready, setting up snacks, getting other alternate drinks, and then utilizing this 'perfect for entertaining' space to its full advantage.

And, of course, all the shots were locally inspired and, when possible, locally sourced. You had
Maple Bourbon Cider, Maple Almond, a little French Martini, Honeysuckle Mimosas enchanced with local honeysuckle berries, an Ultimate Caeser, some flag representation, and, of course, the poutine jello shot.

(For which, oddly enough!, there were no recipes to link. Rude!)

The cooler was also filled with bottles of water, Canada Dry, and Puppers and other local brews, and there was a good selection of other booze if you wanted to mix your own drink (especially if you were pouring some of that Gus N Bru).

And the snacks? Of course you have your ketchup chips and all-dressed and dill picklers, and other varieties of moddable party food, but you really don't want to miss the poutine punchbowl.

So come on in! It was Wednesday night! There was a playlist pumping that had only Canadian artists on it (with an emphasis on ones from Quebec, but not exclusively because come on). Time for a mid-week classic room party!

[[ open party is open and flying OCD-free! Swing by, enjoy the party and free booze and snacks and please don't mind if I disappear due to being eaten by work! ]]

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[the_best_sister]

"They are perfect for hiding things to stab people with," Yelena said with a smirk.

Truth? Joke? Let's not dive into that.

"But I love your outfit! And of course always your trademark color!.

[somethingwithturquoise]

If that was just a joke, Summer was going to be so disappointed.

"Yeah, not much hiding going on in a dress like this!" she sang with a laugh that seemed to be asking or WAS THERE?

Hopefully, they wouldn't find out, because Summer did not want to deal with Anakin or hotel management on that level.

"But thank you! I am very good at branding. How've you been liking the trip so far? It's your first one of these full-ass trips, right?"

Clearly, field trips for classes didn't count!

[the_best_sister]

"The trip has been fantastic. There's a small problem with my room but we are working through it," Yelena said with a smile. "Yesterday there was shopping. Before that a spa day. After being stuck on the island with only your class to get a chance to leave it? It's been heaven."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"What was the small problem with your room?" Summer asked.

Because obviously she had to, Yelena! Come on!

[the_best_sister]

Yelena let out a small snort. "Well apparently I'm living in a bad hallmark movie as I am stuck in the same room as Adrian and of course there is only one bed," she complained and took a big swig of her beer. "Next thing you know, we’ll be snowed in with no cell service."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer took a moment to look across the room at Adrian. Then back to Yelena. Then back to Adrian. And then she shook her head.

"Yeah, I'm not seeing the problem here?" she asked, concluding with a truly puzzled look that might be speculating on the level of Yelena's sanity.

"Well, okay," she amended a second later, "you didn't say a small problem, but still! Gurl."

[the_best_sister]

Yelena gave Summer a blank look, turned and looked at Adrian and then back to Summer with the same blank look. Whatever Summer was talking about out just didn’t click with Yelena.

There was something. Unease. Unknowable. So… Something but it just didn’t click yet.

She shrugged. “I shoved him out of bed by accident and he breathes too loud. That’s a problem.”