5th Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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In the early part of the evening, Abigail headed down to the common room, and set up for the party. There were snacks and non-alcoholic drinks, along with a few opaque bottles of alcohol that were all labeled at the bottom with what was inside. If she was going to get into trouble for her efforts, at least she'd get into a lot of trouble at the same time.

Next to the snacks were a bowl of breath mints, and a sign labeled "RULES":

1. You don't have to kiss anyone you don't want to.
2. You don't have to kiss anyone period. Passive voyeurs are welcome. Dirty voyeurs will get kicked out.
3. If you take pictures, you must promise to send a copy to Abigail Whistler, or your camera will be taken away.
4. All kissing must be done with someone of the same sex. There's liquor here for a reason!
5. If you move past the kissing stage, take it to a room unless you're comfortable with everyone watching.

Yeah, she definitely wasn't going to be telling her dad about this the next time she called home.

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Re: Food/Drinks

[multiplez]

Z had brought her own incognito bottle, thanks. It contained a drink of her own making, the Berry Death Bomb: lavaberry spacevodka, cranberry juice, and blueberry schnapps. The bottle had to be glass because it might eat through plastic.

Re: Food/Drinks

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"What's that?" Aravis wondered, peering at the substance.

Re: Food/Drinks

[multiplez]

"My own creation," Z said proudly. "Made from berries. Well. Some berries were involved at some point." Possibly Z had had a few sips already.

Re: Food/Drinks

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Berries made that?" Aravis asked curiously. "But it doesn't look like berries at all."

Re: Food/Drinks

[multiplez]

"Mm-hmm," Z said proudly. "Three kinds of berries." She held out the bottle to Aravis. "Want some?"