(mingle) It must be party time

[forethinking]

Who: Ren Amamiya, Wanda Maximoff, you!
When: 12th of September
Where: Good Harbor Beach
Summary: Here's the barbecue log! Eating, playing games, having a bonfire and sleep-over on the beach!
Warnings: Alcohol? Ghost stories?



ɪ. ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ

Congratulations, you've made it to the Good Harbor Beach September barbecue! With the weather cooling, but still pleasant enough, it's a pleasure to have a hangout involving ADI's residents and those who live at Bonnie's. There are still so many people who don't know one another, and many to strengthen bonds with, so the hours your dearest Wanda and Ren spend cooking and flipping and seasoning are nothing but rewarding! Seeing people enjoying themselves is great and it's motivating for them to keep doing these encounters every now and then.

On the menu, we have:
- Burgers;
- Steaks with jacked potato sides;
- Ribs;
- Zucchini-and-Pecorino fritters;
- Several different salads, including ovcharska;
- Aubergine kebabs with charred onion salsa;
- Salmon yakitori;
- Takoyaki;
- Cupcakes
- Apples and honey;
- Cherry dumplings;
- Sarmale filled with rice;
- Bundevara (pumpkin pie);


For drinks, there's a selection of alcohol, as well as coffee, water, tea, and a variety of sodas. Take in the nice view, jump on the ocean, sink your toes in the sand and enjoy yourselves. There aren't any usable tables, but there are several blankets on the floor for your perusal.

ɪɪ. ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ

With bellies full, now it's when the real fun begins. There are a few decks of cards being passed around, as well as one of their single tables now organized to a beer-pong competition. Individually, games such as Never Have I Ever, as well as Truth or Dare can be seen, and those who wish to use their skills for entertaining are more than welcome to do so.

A little bonding here, a little drunken chatting there, this is your time to shine!

ɪɪɪ. ᴀ ʙᴏɴꜰɪʀᴇ

With those who have a curfew to worry about in mind, a bonfire is lit, and a few tents are set around the beach (may have to be shared). If anyone's got a nice story, now it's the time to share it, or perhaps if anyone can play an instrument, it's about time to break it out of its case. The night will be lively until the early hours of the morning, and of course, mindful of those who couldn't stay up this late.

The next morning, everyone will be properly thanked for their attendance and tupperwares will be distributed with leftovers for those who'd like to take some food home, the beach will be cleaned impeccably and everyone will go their own way, hopefully with smiles and a new sense of unity and connection from the amazing night they've just experienced.

ɪᴠ. ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏᴏᴄ ɴᴏᴛᴇ

(Please put in your top-level subject line or prompt line whether it's okay to threadjack! Just to keep things more dynamic, we encourage it!)

Comments

[aelwyn_aberration]

[She laughs as he drinks anyway. Hehehe. She wonders if it counts if you manipulate someone else into doing it but you don't actually get the item you just needed it removed. . Probably not.] You know it does, or you wouldn't drink!

Your town now, kiddo. Give me your best shot.

[ployboy]

Oh, that? [Like he's not dyin' on the inside, telling himself he's taking one for the team, unsure of what Team that is or what-the-hell exactly he's attempting to assuage.] That was because I stole something.

[A pencil, he'd say if asked. Tim flashes a grin, daring and dorky and he wishes he could feel it.] Okay, uh.

[Okay, damn, this is, uh. Hard.] Never have I ever gone on a blind date.

[aelwyn_aberration]

Drink. [She raises her drink in Victory.]

I don't date in general. [People have tried but she generally laughs in their face. And Penelope doesn't count because she had a boyfriend, Aelwyn was just... her secret.]

[ployboy]

--really? [That's just surprising and though he won't press (because, let's face it, nobody wants to talk about it) he also just can't rein it in. So:] Good for you.

[Honesty. What a treat. Tim looks back at the fire and thinks, yeah, sure, he can honest.] Your turn.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Hmmm, she looks at him before coming to a snap decision.] Never have I ever had feelings for a boy.

[She gives a little wink at that. Somewhere between teasing and flirty, which is odd considering the question but she also just kind of sounds like that.]

[ployboy]

[Blank.]

I--

[--she can't do that. Can she do that?]

You know that's also probably really good for you.

[aelwyn_aberration]

It is. Men are trash.

[She raises an amused eyebrow at him. Based on his reaction, she hit him dead on the money.]

I think you're supposed to drink, dear.

[ployboy]

[Painting with some broad strokes there, buddy.

Tim

defiantly

does not drink, thank you, this is private, thank you, and also maybe not at all what he expected to be questioning in a half-assed drinking game, thank you.

Though he'll admit that last one is all on him.] Try again. [But don't.] Never have I ever... [god he's bad at this but he thinks of Ren and, like] run from the police.

[--fffu

well, he'll drink.]

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Boo, you whore. She doesn't say that because she's trying to show some restraint in how aggressive she normally gets at these things so it all feels a bit less sad. But she's thinking it.]

Nope. I'm a good girl. Better luck next time. [Or more accurately she was compliant by the time the police showed up.]

Hmmm... never have I ever... [There's a lot of things she could say but they're not the fun options. In her opnion.] ...been betrayed.

[ployboy]

[Yes, thanks, he knows also what the hell this game sucks.

It's a good thing his drink is just sugar.

Tim drinks. Shut up.] What, have you never played Monopoly? [That's his context? That's his context.]

[aelwyn_aberration]

I have! I just don't let my guard down enough to be betrayed. Never trust anyone, especially when it comes to paper money and fake properties.

[She grins. She kind of doubts that that's the actual context but hey, live your life little man.]

Your turn.