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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[giveherahand]

"She makes stuff?" Mara said, peering into her drink. "This tastes...green."

[thatsweirdright]

"As of like, five minutes ago, yeah," Jason confirmed. He leaned over to get a closer look into the cup. "...Mountain Dew?" he guessed. That particular green was unmistakable.

[giveherahand]

"It doesn't taste like dew," Mara said. "I'm not quite sure what it's supposed to taste like."

[thatsweirdright]

"I'm American and I don't know either," Jason confided. "Actually, I'm pretty sure that's on purpose."

[giveherahand]

"It's supposed to taste weird and look like it glows in the dark," Mara said. "America is weird."

[thatsweirdright]

"You're not wrong," Jason admitted. "Hell, sometimes they put out limited edition flavours that are even weirder."

[giveherahand]

"At least then you get a hint about what flavor it's supposed to be," Mara said. "Have you tried any of them?"

[thatsweirdright]

"I have, and they name them stuff like 'Pitch Black' and 'Voltage'," Jason explained. "It's not much of a hint."

[giveherahand]

"Voltage?" Mara repeated. "Don't get involved with voltage. It hurts."

Especially if it was coming from a tetchy Sith Lord.

[thatsweirdright]

Jason had survived getting hit by a train, he was fairly certain actual voltage wouldn't be a problem.

Didn't mean he was itching to find out, though.

"That's... what I've heard. Are you speaking from experience?" Was Mara the kind of girl who went around sticking her finger in electrical sockets or something?

[giveherahand]

"Not direct experience, no," Mara said. "I've seen someone get hit with lightning, though."

At close range. While the Emperor was cackling. He was such a pleasant man, to take joy in his work like that.