Jenny was, to say the least, kind of unimpressed with the amount of people that kept flooding into the house. She was fairly sure that the plan had been to have something much more low-key and private, but she at least had a feeling that Sera hadn't had anything to do with the explosion of guests. She wasn't really crazy about the venue either, it was taking a lot of logically talking herself down to resist going upstairs and just destroying Michael Donnelly's possessions. Maybe she could charm his razor to bite his face the next time he shaved her something..

But rather than think up cruel revenge against Sera's dad, or get bent out of shape about the drunk sophomores who were already spilling drinks on the furniture, she went looking for her sister instead. Things had been a bit awkward since the Valentine's dance, but that wasn't supposed to matter right now, this was their birthday.. well, it was their birthday party. Or it had been, before Hunter transformed it into a boob flashing gallery with her Mardi Gras idea.

Finding Ella in the crowd finally, Jenny sidled up behind her and draped her arms over her shoulders, leaning heavily on her back. "Hey, wanna go open presents or something? I wish Jerry was here, he loves wrapping paper," she sighed, watching as a kid from university hunched over and threw up in a vase a few feet away. Making a face, Jenny shook her head. "That is so gross."

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