Sixth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening [WARREN'S BIRTHDAY PARTY!]

[longislandiceme]

Through some miracle of timing, Bobby had actually managed to get everything for Warren's party set up earlier before heading off to Karla's.

Now, though, it was Warren's turn. Hopefully people would still have room for even more food after a BBQ, because the amount of food two brilliant bakers plus one person with access to a very good catering service was impressive.

At least people could work all those excess calories off in the ball pit?

[OOC: up early for slowplay, yay!]

The garage- Wednesday evening

[solo_sword]

Over the weekend, Jaina had accumulated a lot of spare parts that she had no idea what to do with. This happened when you were eight and in need of a homework droid. After a few days of deciding that she could do nothing with them, she brought them downstairs to add to the collection of parts she'd amassed over three years. And then once she was down there, she started tinkering with the bike, and then she just ended up putting coveralls over her clothes to do some of the real maintenance. It was just that kind of day, where you started out doing one thing and hours later you were so busy you couldn't remember what you originally came down here for. And then when she got up to get one of her tools-

"...I'm on a horse," she realized, not sure where it had come from or if it was going to go away anytime soon. Looks like doing something you hadn't planned on doing was just a theme for the day.


[Open. I wanna be on a horse.]