A Night in West Egg

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYBODY OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: The night of June 16th, all night!
WARNINGS: Who can really tell anymore? Probable language. Possible violence. Copious dancing.
SUMMARY: PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM
FORMAT: OPEN

The guests into an auditorium transformed. Through the magic of papier mache, the room has been decked out like a speakeasy, the refreshments laid out on a very makeshift bar that will not stock alcohol as long as they can prevent it. The whole room is cast with a cool blue light, and a jazz band's been hired to take the stage for an hour before leaving the rest of the evening to the DJ.

It was time to get this party started.

quick-links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

Comments

[webline]

Pfff. I'm sure there are universe where the Parker luck doesn't exist either.

[ she waves a hand ]

You have my pity, Peter.

[incywincyhero]

Now that I refuse to believe.

[He rolls his eyes.]

I'm touched, honestly.

[webline]

I say it because I care. I thought that was obvious.

[incywincyhero]

Yeah, I can see your heart overflowing with compassion for your fellow man from all the way over here. [He balls up his napkin and throws it at her.]

[webline]

[ woops catching the napkin ball and flicking it back at him ]

Empathy senses, Peter?

[incywincyhero]

[Pff, like he's not going to flick it right back.]

No, my bullhockey sense is tingling.

[webline]

[ aaand throwing it back ]

Now you're imagining things.

[incywincyhero]

No, but I did forget what we were talking about. [He drains his punch and considerately stuffs the napkin in to sop up the last dregs before throwing it at her head.]