Sixth Floor Slumber Party - Monday Night

[icecoldfrost]

It was probably a bit later than most sleepovers began once Quinn and Emma were back at the dorms and had everything in place, but Quinn had needed to work today and Emma was still skipping part of the luau to do it. Besides, everyone needed to enjoy the nice weather, right?

Everything had been set up in advance, in case anyone didn't hit the beach, but by eight Quinn was there (and Emma was close behind at nine-thirty) setting up the food and pulling out the sekkrit stash of wine coolers they'd smuggled into the dorms. No one had to drink - this wasn't that kind of party - but sometimes girls just needed to have fun.


[OOC: Party open to all the girls in the dorms! Boys who try to crash will either get thrown out or subjected to makeovers. BE WARNED.]

Comments

Re: Mingle & Snack!

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Sooooo sweet," Quinn drawled, rolling her eyes and not touching the weird-but-nice implication that he wanted to be romantic around her. "How about, I don't paint you if you stick around to watch meta Dirty Dancing and don't bitch about it."

Yes, she was 'punishing' him by asking him to stay. It ... made sense. Really.

Re: Mingle & Snack!

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

"I can't bitch even a little bit?" he asked. Mostly he was just teasing her, because that didn't even sound that bad. That dude in it was really cool.

Re: Mingle & Snack!

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"You can bitch if I can make fun of the eighties hair," Quinn compromised. "... and I still think you should have to get at least one nail painted. The invitation did say."