6th Floor And Up The Stairs, Thursday Evening

[suitably_heroic]

Not everybody had just come home after the strip club last night. Atton figured he could stick around for another round and then see if maybe he could, ahem, talk to somebody.

It had all gotten out of hand from that point on; it would take a fifteen-episode TV series to fully document the series of events that Atton Rand lived through that Wednesday night. The details weren't important anyway - what was important was that Atton now had a lot of jugs of drinks (alcoholic and otherwise) that he couldn't sneak into a fridge (they'd be discovered), he couldn't drink (he'd get alcohol and/or sugar poisoning) and he couldn't sell on or off the island because then the people he'd stolen the drinks from would find him and--

Yeah, you didn't want to know.

So he'd come up with a plan. He'd keep the drinks cool on the booze until he came up with a plan.

After about an hour he figured out why that wouldn't work.

Now he'd dragged about half of it downstairs (before giving up on that), having labeled all the non-alcoholic drinks accordingly (with labels reading 'JUICE' or 'SPARKLY WATER STUFF'. Not non-alcoholic. What, unlike some people, he didn't want detention) and stamped a few post-its reading 'DRINK' on the good stuff.

Then he sent out a couple of texts at random.

It was Fandom. Someone would show up.

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Re: Arrive/Baffle

[suitably_heroic]

"It's the sixth floor, we can find a table," Atton decided. "Beer pong! I like that idea."

Though he wasn't sure they actually had beer, per se.

Re: Arrive/Baffle

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

"It has one or two rules, but those are easy to learn," Emily added. Still, the game was straightforward enough; it was meant to be played while drinking a lot, so it kind of had to be.

Re: Arrive/Baffle

[suitably_heroic]

"You can explain it to me." He trusted Emily in the ways of drinking. And games. Occasionally. "Let's go find a table."

Re: Arrive/Baffle

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

Emily had no reason to cheat. Not there, anyway. "Let's. It's better if the table is long enough."

She also started to explain the rules of beer pong (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beer_pong#Game_play) to him as they walked. How did she know about that, anyway?

Re: Arrive/Baffle

[suitably_heroic]

Eh, she'd always struck Atton as the kind of girl who knew how to navigate a party. For what reason, he didn't know, and he didn't really put in an effort to find out.

"Doesn't the ball mess up the beer?" he asked finally.

Re: Arrive/Baffle

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

It was better not to dwell too much in such details.

"That's why there's a cup with water...and why I think we should use more than one ball. Get people drunk enough and they won't really care, though," she added with a shrug.