The Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[glacial_queen]

Karla was nervous. Well, that wasn't much of a surprise. Karla had been nervous all day. But this was a new and different kind of nervous. Now, she was about to host a party, which she had never done, in a world that was still foreign to her, and for many girls she did not know very well. It was enough to unsettle even the strongest nerves.

Still, she though she was ready. Dinah had promised to provide her laptop for movies. Karla and Gabrielle had gone to Turtle's and purchased lots of moddable snacks, sodas, and lots of candy and chocolates. She'd bought make-up, since Dinah had mentioned it's importance in such matters, plenty of blankets and pillows to share, and several other sundries because she wasn't entirely certain what else would be needed, and wished to be prepared. Also, lots of booze, from her private Kaeleeran stash.

Most importantly, there was a small, neatly lettered sign on the door that said 'No Males Please.'

Well, she was as ready as she was ever going to be. "Kiss kiss," she muttered.

[Give me a second for the OCD, please. OCD is ready to party! Sorry for the repost! Wrong LJ.]

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Re: Mingle!

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"It does," Triela muttered to herself. She almost looked like she was going to say something else, but then she didn't.

Re: Mingle!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Letting that go 'cause what else could she say, Dinah asked with a glance at Triela's hand, "Physically, are you okay? Nothing really serious?"

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela answered with a sort of mechanical precision. "Minor cuts to my left hand and right forearm. Mild concussion. The doctors say I'll be fine in a week or two."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That's good." Except for all the ways it wasn't. "Anything I can do to help?" Because there had to be something.

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Triela answered with surprising honesty. "Nothing comes to mind." But she was way too mentally and emotionally exhausted to think straight.

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"When you think of something, you know how to find me." Dinah studied her, and offered, "In the meantime, want some pizza?"

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

A ghost of a smile played around the corners of Triela's eyes. It wasn't much, but it was a lot closer than she'd come to smiling in the past day or two. "Pizza sounds good."