[closed] party at oz's house!

[anklets]

Date & Time: backdated to August 10th, afternoon
Location: apartment 407
Characters: friends and possibly some... unwanted visitors...
Summary: we celebrate Lavi's birthday by letting all the weirdos in
Warnings: n/a

Invitations have been whispered and confections baked with some measure of care (graciously, it remains that only one kitchen fire will have been set in the housing commons today), and Lenalee has placed her lure in Lavi's hands and trusted him to reel himself in.

It's- a little lacking, were she to place it against the Order's parties with intent to compare, but she is pleased with the work she and Oz have dedicated to the sitting room, sparsely decorated and laboriously cleaned (she'd become a little invested in it).

Comments

[commentboxtroll]

Sweets? No. I eat whatever everyone else ends up cooking around here and that's usually normal enough food.

[crocodilesmiles]

Nawh, I met him a while ago, though now that you mention it, we've never gone out to eat together...

( Normally she suckers people in for at least one date out on town, her treat, when she's slapped the word friend across their brow. )

You either! Say, have you explored much of Exsilium yet, Howard?

SUPER LATE you're free to ignore!

[debtor]

AH-! [The plate, predictably, flips backwards in his grip, and the cake goes flying! Allen makes a lunge for it--

Yet it's too late. Most of the cake is lost to the floor.]

Caesar!!

no never CAKE OR DEATH

[commentboxtroll]

[ Now that his hands are free, he can remove the fork and not have to worry about mumbling around it any longer.

The now ruined cake (and Allen) get an impassive look. ]

What? You told me to return it.