(log) It's Thanksgiving Time!

[forethinking]

Who: Ren and You
When: Thanksgiving Day
Where: ADI's cafeteria
Summary: A little thanksgiving party for everyone.
Warnings: Alcohol, but other than that, none!



(It's finally the day! Ren's spent the day in the canteen, from the early hours of the morning with the help of Kate, until just close enough to the arranged time.

Several tables in the cafeteria are taken by the food, but there's still plenty of room to sit and spend time with your fellow ADI employees. After the previous month everyone has had, it feels much needed. Available is the following menu:

Deep-fried Turkey + Stuffing;
Ranch-Seasoned Roast Turkey + Stuffing;
Mashed Potatoes + Gravy;
Green Bean Casserole;
Cranberry Sauce;
Pasta alla Norma;
Sicilian Rice Balls;
S'mores Cupcakes
Pumpkin Pie;
Apple Pie;
Sweet Baked Potato;
Pecan Pie;
Roasted Vegetables;
Stuffed Mushrooms;
Squash Soup;
Garlicky Green Beans with Crispy Onions;
A selection of alcohol;

Ren's tried his best to recreate what the Internet and other folks have told him, and without him tasting the original flavors, some of the dishes might have an unexpected twist of spice. Kate has also helped with putting things together, and at the previously arranged time, Ren opens the doors with a smile from ear-to-ear.

Once everyone's settled, he'll ask for a moment to, gasp, speak:)

I'd like to thank everyone for coming today. I know it's been tough, but I'm still thankful we can spend good moments like these together. I hope you enjoy the food.

(And just like so, he'll bow, and hand plates to those ready to eat. Time to dig in!)

Comments

iii (cw v brief mention of drugs)

[ratjesus]

[ Kugrash's on his way to join the party, though join isn't really the word for it. Check it out, maybe--yeah, that's more accurate. He's a little tired, a little too old to be doing this shit, and if he's fully honest with himself, he's not really sure he feels right hanging around people on major holidays. He's not sure he deserves it.

But hey, maybe he can treat himself to some turkey.

He's walking up when he spots him. he recognizes the kid from a few weeks earlier, the one who'd been asleep at Bonnies. Ren, he remembers correctly, who seems to just be--what? Zoning out? Is he high? Kugrash feels how bone tired he is, but he squares himself up nonetheless. ]

What's the matter with you? [ Rudely asked, despite the genuine concern in his voice. He comes across as angry and rude on his best of days, of course it's slipping when he's a little tired. ] You okay, Ren?

cw smoking

[forethinking]

(The cigarette curbs the nausea, at least. The large drag he takes escapes through his nostrils, and Ren finds it hard to keep balance, even while sitting down. He tilts a little bit to the side before he sinks his hand on the nearest surface to stay upright.

Ah. It's-- Kuuuuuuuug... Someone? Complicated name... He'd remember properly while sober, but a drunk Ren simply points with some difficulty.)

Why do you always find me having bad moments?