Second Floor Common Room; Friday Evening [09/01].

[somethingwithturquoise]

The need for parties and the social status assumed to go along with them was probably the easiest part of roboSummer's programming, easily the best lynch pin that connected the two Summer, that would make someone look at her eagerness to host a party and thinking yup, definitely Summer, nothing wrong here! She'd decked the place out with glitter and streamers, started pumping some sweet tunes, and made sure all the food and beverages were readily available and spread out on the table and counters.

And now all she needed was people.

...she really hoped there would be people, but, unlike OG Summer, she would definitely survive if there weren't.

Whoo, party!

[[ ocd incoming! has landed. go wild. ]]

Comments

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[somethingwithturquoise]

This was either a glitch in her programming or a new person that had just started that Summer hadn't gotten to meet yet and wasn't in any of her classes, but since there couldn't possibly be a flaw in Rick's work, it must have been the latter.

"Hey!" Summer greeted her as she bounced over to the couch. "Like, totally thanks for coming! I hope you're, like, so totally enjoying yourself."

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[justice_undone]

What was it with this place and bouncy people?

Breq looked at her, expressionless as usual. "I am. Thank you. You arranged this?"

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I so totally am !" Summer beamed, taking the indifference as approval. "I'm kiiinda known for my parties around here."

No, she wasnt. Maybe a little? Hopefully more now that the old seniors were out and it was the class of '18's time to shine.

"How are you, like, enjoying it?" she asked. "Both the party, and, lije, the school?"

Re: General Mingling - First Week Survival Party - 09/01.

[justice_undone]

"I'm getting used to the school," Breq replied. "And the kind of parties here too, I suppose. You have a talent for arranging them. The food is quite delicious."

It was polite flattery, but the pizza was good. Her stained gloves might betray that she was unused to eating them though.