Summer Smith (
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fandomhighdorms2017-12-31 06:33 am
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Summer's New Years Party; Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Night [12/31].
So, Summer had planned to go out for decorating for her New Years party, but Summer underestimated Summer's own laziness, and anyone coming in the room could clearly see where she started with all the streamers and glitter and balloons and where she started to just lose interest and get bored and just kind of said 'fuck it.' It really didn't help that it turned out her name for the party was too long even for the banner, so there hung over the food table something that just simply read: "New Years Party All Night Because Who Even Cares Tha"
Which seemed appropriate enough.
She didn't get lazy about the food, though, and she definitely didn't get lazy about the drinks, so there was that. And so now she just had to hope everyone got the invitation in some way or another and that they'd show up but people here were weird about parties. But, hey, she'd take partying by herself if it came down to it over sitting in her room by herself on New Years Eve.
[[and nowfor a little OCD all is prepared! ]]
Which seemed appropriate enough.
She didn't get lazy about the food, though, and she definitely didn't get lazy about the drinks, so there was that. And so now she just had to hope everyone got the invitation in some way or another and that they'd show up but people here were weird about parties. But, hey, she'd take partying by herself if it came down to it over sitting in her room by herself on New Years Eve.
[[and now

Re: Arrive and Mingle - 12/31.
For the first part, it was true.
"And here's our guest of honor, too! Happy New Year, Pumpkin!" She held out her arms, glancing at Peridot. "May I hold her?"
Re: Arrive and Mingle - 12/31.
"I'll allow it," she decided, magnanimously, "in the spirit of the traditional Earth observance of the continuation of its regular planetary orbit around the sun."
Re: Arrive and Mingle - 12/31.
"Right," she said, now with an armful of squirming pumpkin puppy with its gross gut tongue. "Uh, thanks. Hooray for, uh, another arbitrary addition to the ultimately pointless marking of the march of time which is probably a completely made up concept!"
Or something.
Re: Arrive and Mingle - 12/31.
Look, time meant something entirely different when you were made to live forever.