Second Floor Common Room; Saturday Evening [05/13].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer tried to be cool about this whole throwing her first party at Fandom High thing, because it was just a party, it had to be cool, and people could totally smell your desperation. It helped to remind herself that this was a much smaller school, and, as...interesting as her fellow students here were, there was no way it could get as weird as that time she and her grandpa threw a party together and all his weird space friends showed up. She did have a small panic attack over the thought that maybe no one would show up, but it was a party! How could they not? And if they didn't, that was fine, that just meant more pizza for her.

It would be a lot of pizza, though, as she traded in all of her pills from home for funds to buy a lot of pizza and chips and (sigh) pop. She hooked up her phone to pump out some tunes, which meant really hoping someone would pull through with some booze because it was scientifically proven that holding red Solo cups with beer diminished texting cravings, if only because it was increasingly difficult to do both.

So, there was food. There was music. There were beverages which were probably more appropriate for a boarding school dormitory setting, anyway. Now all Summer needed was people.


[[ flying OCD-free, free for all style! Everyone got an invite! Up stupid early for max playability and my weird ass schedule. ]]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

"Whooooo," Summer said, with mild enthusiasm as she gestured around the room at her set-up. "I would have liked a bit more, but I was working on limited resources." Thanks, pill-based economy!!

"But hi! I haven't met you yet! I'm Summer. Welcome to my Surviving the First Week party!"

[good_for_six]

"Isabela," she said, bowing grandly. "Odd, usually places around here deliver far more than you pay for."

[somethingwithturquoise]

The bow made Summer suddenly feel like she should be fancier, which, for the moment, seemed to include improving her posture slightly. She gave a faint, humble sort of smile. "I didn't have much to pay for it to begin with," she admitted, "so, with that into consideration, it's not that bad, I guess. I'm still getting used to thing around here, I only just started."

[good_for_six]

Fancy, please, Isabela only did it to show off her boobs. "Haven't learned which bar doesn't have the weird hang-ups yet?"

The very concept of carding was strange and unnatural to a Rivani.

[somethingwithturquoise]

And what wonderful boobs they were, but they weren't the only thing getting Summer's attention.

"I have not," she said. "Tell me more."

[good_for_six]

"Well, one of the bars does that bizarre thing where turning some arbitrary age suddenly means you know how to hold your drink," Isabela explained. "The other is normal."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I take it there are no age restrictions on alcohol where you're from, then?" Summer hazarded a guess. "And, the name of the one that you deem normal would be......??"

Help a lady out here, Isabella. No one else had so far.

[good_for_six]

"Not of the kind you have here," Isabela replied, then took pity on Summer. "Caritas."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer would gladly take that pity, thank you!

"Caritas," she said, nodding. "Got it. Thanks."

Not that she was much of a drinker, really, but there was no way in hell she'd have another pop and pizza party if she could help it. She feigned off her loser ignorance with a weak chuckle. "Ohhh, man, so much to learn around here, you know?" Playing that newbie card for as long as it was good for.

[good_for_six]

"Like about the food rains and the animal transformations?" Don't tease, Isabela.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"The food rains are a new one," Summer noted, "but Rey did tell me about the transformations!"

And she definitely remembered because it reminded her of the time she switched bodies with her dad, and that was gross.

[good_for_six]

"Unfortunately you missed the talking llama."

Yes, 'unfortunately'.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Awwww!"

SUMMER LIKED ANIMALS, OKAY?

"Was it, like, a llama with a purpose? Did it come for a reason? Or did it just want to, like, hang out?"

[good_for_six]

"Whining, his purpose was whining."

She'd mention he'd been a student at some point. Maybe.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Whining? About what? What does a llama have you whine about?"

[good_for_six]

"Lack of opposable thumbs?" Isabela guessed. "People not believing his delusions of grandeur?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Ohhhh, that's a good point on the thumbs," Summer realized. "We take that for granted, don't we? And you're not doing a very good job of making me feel better for having missed the talking llama."

A talking llama with delusions of grandeur. Sign her the hell up. That sounded hilarious.

[good_for_six]

"Trust me, he was better at a distance."

Where you could point and laugh without having to actually deal with him.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I'll have to take your word for it," Summer sighed. Then shrugged. "But it sounds like I'll have no lack of interesting things coming up. Man, if nothing happens, I'm going to be really disappointed."

[good_for_six]

"Don't worry," Isabela told her cheerfully. "You've probably just jinxed us."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, that's not fair! Now you're just going to blame whatever weird shit happens first on me!"

[good_for_six]

Isabela went to give her a friendly clap on teh shoulder. "No, I'll blame the island first, then you."

Isabela was a terrible person.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Well, so long as the island gets some blame, too," said Summer. "But if the first weird thing to happen is actually pretty cool, I'm taking credit for that as well."