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fandomhighdorms2019-05-31 04:58 pm
chirpchirpchirp) wrote in fandomhighdorms2019-05-31 04:58 pm
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2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening
Today had been a busy day for Vette. There had been classes, work, visits to her boyfriend at work, and, oh yes, secretly and frantically organizing a surprise birthday party for Nina. Sidon and Prompto had been tapped in for getting-supplies-and-decorating duty with Prompto portalling to Mainland 1.0 to get a proper cake and decorations. Nuclear wastelands, after all, were a little slim on party supplies.
Vette, meanwhile, was going to use that fact to her favor after sending out a text to basically the whole student body (minus Nina) announcing the where and when and why of the party in question. She cornered Nina before she could venture into the common room, and then presented her with one of the cookies liberated from her snack drawer, with a candle on it.
Since, you know, nuclear wastelands didn't really have cake.
There had been a cute little birthday song that Vette made up on the fly (she'd had Miss Dozy assist in singing it, which mostly meant waving a little naked cat around in the air while singing about getting older but no more mature), and then Vette had gasped.
"Nina! I forgot the milk!"
You couldn't have a birthday cookie without milk.
And that was how Vette managed to drag the birthday girl to the common room for a surprise party, wasteland or none.
[OOC: Post open for all students! If you think you got a text, you got one! If you want to just wander in to the siren smell of pizza, that's good too!]
Vette, meanwhile, was going to use that fact to her favor after sending out a text to basically the whole student body (minus Nina) announcing the where and when and why of the party in question. She cornered Nina before she could venture into the common room, and then presented her with one of the cookies liberated from her snack drawer, with a candle on it.
Since, you know, nuclear wastelands didn't really have cake.
There had been a cute little birthday song that Vette made up on the fly (she'd had Miss Dozy assist in singing it, which mostly meant waving a little naked cat around in the air while singing about getting older but no more mature), and then Vette had gasped.
"Nina! I forgot the milk!"
You couldn't have a birthday cookie without milk.
And that was how Vette managed to drag the birthday girl to the common room for a surprise party, wasteland or none.
[OOC: Post open for all students! If you think you got a text, you got one! If you want to just wander in to the siren smell of pizza, that's good too!]
Re: Talk to the Birthday Girl!
...at least not when it came to something that might make her laugh like that. And, despite himself, feeling a little wave of appreciation mingled with a little sadness that he didn't think he'd ever be able to fully escape anymore, he pulled her in for another hug, just a little one, one arm around her shoulder to pull her in and give her a little squeeze.
"Seriously, though," he said, "happy birthday. And let's enjoy it...before we have to go and serve hard time tomorrow for our art."
Re: Talk to the Birthday Girl!