[OPEN] Tonight is the night, we’ll fight 'til it’s over

[lar]

Date & Time: Saturday 31st, starting at 9:00 pm o'clock
Location: THE PARTY WAREHOUSE
Characters: ERRBODY
Summary: Ella throws a party. It is awesome. Get your asses in here people. With subthreads for maximum OCDness.
Warnings: Drunk people, loud music, teenage drama! Nothing bad overall though.

[ It was seriously happening.

Food? Check.
Drinks? Check.
Lights? Check.
Music? Check.
DJ ClaudsterRedhead? Check.

There was no time for yet another complete check up, it was now or never. Ella fought the urge of making it a "never" and decided that whatever happened was already out of her control. Best intentions and all, whether it turned to be a great party or not depended on the people that would come. All she hoped was that the guests didn't destroy the place; she was kind of thinking about a future party to come and finding one good spot had been difficult enough.

But enough dillydallying, it was party time! ]]

((OOC: PLEASE WAIT WHILE I PUT THE SUBTHREADS UP. GO GO GO))

Comments

[lucency]

You don't have anything to apologize for.

[ she says it with the tiniest smile, a flicker of no hard feelings directed at him. a statement that should really be a question, seeing as she's the one who crossed the line. she turns her cup in her hands and stays where she is, watching him almost warily, debating whether or not to follow him for the aforementioned fresh air. for the moment, she decides against it, unless he invites her. ]

[bumbles]

( A nod, hopeless, before he moves away. If it had occurred to him that she might be worried, might feel bad, he would reassure her, but he can see no reason for the doubt. It's almost a stumble, really, because he just needs to be outside for a little while, needs to breathe, and he is so consistently stupid. He shouldn't be here. He has to be here.

Donny moves through the crowd, and disappears out the door. )