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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The subject says it all!

And, well, it is the rec room, so if you want to do anything else in there (http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=p2F1vWkRxiv3R8lxY1vZKGg), you can!

There's mountains of pizza (http://www.dominoslondon.com/menu.php), chocolate ice cream cake (http://eggsonsunday.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/desserts_chocpbcupicecreamcake.jpg), and a whole bunch of other ~~moddable la~~ snacks and drinks.

If you've got 'em!

That's what the ~~still moddable~~ music is there for!

Early early, timezones, etc... It's totally evening in my part of the world.

Also, a word to the wise: don't listen to Chuck Bass fanmixes while you're writing your dissertation. ALL the wrong words end up slipping in.

Ender wasn't completely sure why he was here, or maybe he was and he just didn't want to admit it. Maybe in some odd way, Hannibal was his friend, too, even if it was one he would often rather avoid.

He took a hat, but didn't put it on. A little annoyed by the very silliness of him being here, he found a nice place to lurk quietly, hat dangling between his fingers.

He should probably leave soon. It was much too loud, much too crowded with people he didn't know, and he felt both a little uncomfortable and a little foolish about feeling uncomfortable all at once.

Edited 2008-10-23 18:31 (UTC)

Angela is obviously around, making sure everything in her little radius of control is running smoothly. Her hat wasn't so much a party hat, as it was flowers (http://www.partydelights.co.uk/product_detail.asp?ProductID=LUAUHEAD08). It was headwear, so it counted.

Yes, she's wearing a grass skirt. In fall. Don't ask.

Angela wandered over at some point, grinning at him. "Hi," she greeted. "I'm Angela." So she had no idea who he was. Like that had ever stopped her before.

Hannibal hadn't really realized it was his birthday until just a few days earlier. He hadn't expected much but he wasn't gonna turn on a party especially a party for him.

So, he found his way into the rec room with a grin on his face.

[And I will be AFKish for just a bit while commuting to another job!]

He should have, and had, expected that. Ender gave her a brief nod and a slight, polite smile. "Ender," he offered, but not a lot more than that. He toyed with the hat in his hands. "You set this up?"

[ ... and i am just about to hit the sack to sleep. sorry! ]

"I did," Angela confirmed, smile not faltering. "Considered it part of my roommate-ly duties."

Angela all but bounced over when she saw Hannibal. It was a party, of course she was in a good mood.

"Happy birthday!" Chances were, unless he decided to dodge her, he'd probably be getting a hug right now.

Joan was there (early to help Angela set up) and pleased to be doing so.

Hannibal was a great guy and deserved an awesome party.

Triela wasn't sure if she knew Hannibal or not, which probably meant not, but she was always interested in meeting new people. She grabbed a party hat and adjusted it to sit at a jaunty angle.

Then she started looking around.

Turtle realized she hadn't really talked to Hannibal much lately, but like that was any excuse to not go to a party!

She was absolutely, without a doubt, definitely taking the shirt option, too.

A blond girl in a suit walked toward him. Her movements were carefully controlled, like someone who was too strong trying not to break anything. Her eyes kept sliding away from him to check the room at large, as if watching for possible threats.

He probably knew the type.

"I'm pretty sure that that," Triela pointed at the hat in his hand, "Is supposed to go up here," she pointed at her own party hat, set at a jaunty angle.

Joan left a small red gift bag that contained two (http://www.tshirthell.com/funny-shirts/stranger-with-benefits/) t-shirts (http://www.tshirthell.com/funny-shirts/i-fucking-love-to-cuddle/) and a gift certificate for dinner at Outback.

Chad wasn't about to miss a birthday for a fellow cheerleader, especially since, now that they were teammates, he was thinking it wouldn't hurt to know Hannibal a little better.

No way was Amber going to miss Hannibal's party. She found a purple sparkly party hat and stuck it on her head, grinning wide and ready to enjoy the evening.

"Thank you so much for helping me set all this up," Angela said, smiling brightly at Joan. "So much easier with more people."

"Any time!" Joan said. "I would have hated to leave you to this all alone."

It wasn't like Cal usually had anything better with his time to do, so he decided to at least check out the party, knowing he could easily just slip out if he decided he wasn't really feeling it.

"Hey, Cal," Triela called. She had her party hat on at a jaunty angle and a grin.

She liked parties.

"Thanks!" Hannibal said, smiling brightly. "I haven't had a party in years."

Amber left a gift bag for Hannibal that included a t-shirt (http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/store/product.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302028484&PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524442170033&bmUID=1224794579717), something purple (http://www.thepurplestore.com/mensunderwear.shtml), because it was her favorite color and it amused her, and some chocolate (http://www.cupsuptic.org/images/HersheyBig.jpg). And maybe he would share some of it. There was also a $25 Turtle & Canary gift certificate.

The simple card read: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Love, Amber

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