fandomhighdorms | Ground Floor, Rec Room [Thursday, Evening]

Angela took herself down to the rec room early for party preparations. She'd had an offer of willing help, but also recruited some girl with streaks of pink hair from across the hall to help her bring things down just in case. The other girl's protests that she was pretty sure she had no idea who this guy was fell on deaf ears.

By the time evening came, the common room was all decked out in a bunch of bright balloons, a couple of 'Happy Birthday Hannibal!' posters, and some artsy-looking homemade streamers. She may have mixed in some interesting Cosmo article titles with the normal paper when she was making them. Keep an eye out for those if you're into extra reading material.

The music is going, food is out, and near the door is a tub of ~~completely moddable~~ party hats. Birthday boy wanted hats, he was going to get hats. People who don't take one, run the risk of being pounced and having one forced on them (tactics may vary depending on how well she knows said people and her sugar intake).

[[ooc: ~~Oh, you know what you're waiting for by now...~~ Party on!]]

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"To meet her is to know her, Hannibal King. You'll see. But oh my gosh, tell me how you've been and what you've been up to!" She bounced, obviously in a very good mood tonight.

[Running out to dinner, bbl!]

"Not too much, actually," he answered. "Classes, cheerleading, sleeping, eating, having fun!"

"Cheerleading!" she bounced. "I have to come and watch you!"

"You do!" Hannibal agreed. "I'm the best looking guy there but I think I'm biased."

"Oh my gosh no, I know you are!" she said, her Minnesota accent pretty heavy right there.

"Awww, Amber, I knew you cared," he said and grinned. "If we do a cheerleading thing this weekend, you should come out!"

"Like... I'd have to bring my ma and stuff?" Oh lord.

"Well, no, you could sneak away," he said and laughed. "Leave them eating a nice lunch somewhere."

"Yah! I could do that," she said, clearly happy that Hannibal was smarter than her. "If Loretta smells young male cheerleader flesh and comes running, it's so not my fault."

"Well, we're big guys, I think we can take her," he said and proceeded to do a muscle pose.

Amber was just going to stare at that muscle pose for a moment. Or you know, as long as he kept it.

Edited 2008-10-24 01:09 (UTC)

"You are checking me out, Amber Atkins," he laughed.

"Well you're acting all beefy right before my eyes, Hannibal King!"

"I aim to please," he said and did one more post before he dissolved into laughter.

She cracked up laughing when he did. "Best birthday party that isn't my own!"

"When is your birthday?" he asked. "I don't wanna miss it!"

"Not until April dangit," she grinned.

"You still planning on being here?" he asked, smiling at her.

She nodded. "Of course. Are you?"

"Like I wanna leave this place," he scoffed. "So, that's a yes. I'll take my shirt off at your party for you."

Her eyes went wide. "Oh! Will you like, jump out of a giant cake for me too?"

"It depends on what flavor the cake is," he said oh so seriously.

Amber bit her lip. "Chocolate is totally the best ever cake there is."

"That's something you and I agree on," he said and winked. "I will think about jumping out of a chocolate cake for you."

"Alright. I'll give you a few months to decide," she said and winked back at him. "For now, I should let you get back to your fans, since there are so many." Le sigh.

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