From: whodoo	Date: March 8th, 2011 12:26 am (UTC)		(Link)
	11:00 - 12:00

Not celebrating Mardi Gras would have been a defeat

	From: yevgeni	Date: March 8th, 2011 03:14 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Open

Yev was pretty well drunk by now having sipped on scotch all night. The thought of passing out beads had him pretty embarrassed so he kept the large stack of beads an elf had handed him around his own neck. He ventured away from the other freshmen, cutting through the middle of the room to get something else to drink. He very clumsily bumped into someone. "I am so sorry," he said before erupting into giggles.

	From: atotheb	Date: March 8th, 2011 04:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"Don't be sorry," Abernathy replied and then grinned fiendishly. "Show me your titties." She'd been passing out beads to boys all night long, asking to see their tits and then having a grand laugh about the whole thing.

	From: yevgeni	Date: March 8th, 2011 04:39 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

His face flushed red, still giggling he lifted his shirt. "I must apologize, they are not the best titties in the world," he said pulling his shirt down again. "Do I get some lovely colored beads now?"

	From: atotheb	Date: March 8th, 2011 04:46 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"They're the best I've seen all night, pumpkin. And you absolutely do," Abernathy replied a little drunkenly. "What color do you want?" she asked sweetly, trying to sort through them with clumsy hands.

	From: yevgeni	Date: March 8th, 2011 04:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"Thank you," he said shyly. "Ooo! Can I have green, I think it brings out my eyes," he joked still giggling. He took the last sip of his scotch. "Would you like to accompany me to the drinks table for a refill?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

	From: atotheb	Date: March 8th, 2011 05:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"That would be lovely," she replied and managed to fish out a green strand for him. "You look familiar," she said as she passed the beads to him. "And tall," she added looking up at. She made sure to stay on his right side so she could hear him over the noise of the party; she was still following doctor's orders and had put her earplug in her left ear to prevent anymore damage.

	From: yevgeni	Date: March 23rd, 2011 06:03 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

Giggling he wrapped his much bigger pinkie around Abernathy's pinkie. "Ok!" he agreed. "I can not make promises for what I remember and what I do not but I will take your word for it."

"I will definitely remember you my new friend Abby," he giggled.

	From: atotheb	Date: March 23rd, 2011 06:11 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"I do make an impression," she said grinning at him madly. "And I pinkie promise I'll dye my streak to match. Best new buds!"

	From: yevgeni	Date: March 23rd, 2011 07:06 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Yev/Abernathy

"You will!?!" he asked excitedly. "We will be such good friends," he said drunkenly. "I will tell everyone and if anyone bothers you, you let me know and I will beat the shit out of them for you, okay?"

	From: whodoo	Date: March 8th, 2011 11:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Jenny

One thing Quinn made a sort of promise to do was to seek out Jenny. Meetings with Jenny were usually pretty good, so she had no qualms about agreeing to find her. It just didn't go quite as smoothly as planned.

She had seen the blonde around earlier in the evening but, naturally, she was held up by other people. As well as the need for her own drinks. But before she could get any farther than well buzzed, she actively sought Jenny out.

It took a little while but eventually Quinn did find her and hurried up before anyone else could snag her, smiling as she approached.

	From: 867_5309	Date: March 9th, 2011 10:06 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Jenny

Jenny had spent most of her evening out toward the back of the house, speaking with Meka and generally just trying to avoid the crowd. It was hard to think with people doing body shots and throwing things at each other over her head. She had made another venture back inside, mostly going to do a quick once over to see if she could find Ella. She wanted to go home, and she kind of hoped her sister did too.

Maybe Sera would still be awake when they got back.

She had been trying to push through a group of boys, when out of nowhere, it seemed like Quinn was right up beside her, smiling that smile, and making Jenny smile a little goofily in return. "Oh hey!" she remarked quickly, reaching up to push some hair behind her ear. She fidgeted with her hat slightly, glancing over her shoulder. "What's up? You throw quite a party," she added, unsure what else to say.

She had this big speech planned, but that didn't mean it was going to come out willingly. Or in front of everybody. "Do you wanna go somewhere less crowded?"

Okay, she quickly told herself, that didn't sound as innocent as it did in her head. Goddamnit.

	From: whodoo	Date: March 14th, 2011 08:27 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Jenny

Quinn quirked an eyebrow at the way Jenny cast a glance over her shoulder as if she was a little nervous, but didn't bother to comment on it. Instead she simply smiled and gave a small shrug. "I try. Sorry it took so long for me to find you, doll."

Something seemed off with the blonde. Either that or Quinn had enough to drink already where her sense of observation was off. It didn't really matter. The brunette gave Jenny a nod and took a hold of her wrist to lead her off somewhere more private. The one guaranteed place for privacy was her own bedroom, so that was where she headed.

Normally, Quinn would have been a little eager to get Jenny into her bedroom. The nerves she sensed told her that there was probably another reason for the request, so she managed to subdue any excitement as she led the girl along. Quinn released her hold once they were in her room and she shut the door. "So, what's up?"

	From: 867_5309	Date: March 20th, 2011 12:25 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Jenny

Jenny allowed her wrist to be taken, glancing back over her shoulder occasionally as they made their way through the house. She didn't see anyone she knew off hand; the last thing she wanted was anything going back to school about her sneaking off somewhere private with the party hostess.

When they were in Quinn's room, Jenny leaned back onto the shut door, arms clasped behind her back as she looked at the older girl. "Nothing, I just.. something happened for me lately. I just wanted to talk about some stuff.. sort of."

She glanced aside momentarily, taking in the lay of the room, basking momentarily in the familiarity of it. It might be the last time she came here. It really was a beautiful room. Nice furniture. Even the bed with it's soft sheets and sturdy bedposts. Returning her eyes to Quinn, she managed an unsure little smile. "I don't know where to start. Sorry."

	From: whodoo	Date: March 21st, 2011 10:43 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Quinn/Jenny

"Some stuff. Sort of." Quinn repeated with an arch of an eyebrow and a small nod of her head. Having the feeling this might take a while if the girl was so unsure, she moved to take a seat on the edge of her bed.

Of course, she gently pat the side of the bed beside her. It wasn't the usual beckoning Jenny received and that alone may have clued her in that Quinn wasn't expecting their usual activities by this point. Aside from the plainly said, "Take your time."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 9th, 2011 11:13 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Open

Tatum had been at the party for hours, against her own better judgment of the situation. After the debacle at Valentines dance, she had considered swearing off social interaction entirely. If you didn't go outside, people couldn't mock you or kiss your girlfriend.

But her birthday was coming up, and she knew Frankie would never miss a party, and so here she was. She had been doing a pretty good job of getting destroyed and forgetting how bad she didn't want to be there. By the time she finished the first half of her schnapps, she was done caring. Her hat was backwards on her head, and she had a half-smoked but currently unlit joint hanging from her lips. Making her way through the crowd, she eventually found the smokers on the back porch area.

Lighting up, she turned unceremoniously to the person unfortunate enough to be standing closest to her. "No one asked me to show them my tits tonight. Am I ugly or what?" she asked, taking a thoughtful drag. "Maybe it's the hat."

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 9th, 2011 04:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

Apple was far beyond wasted. He had just been taking a hit when he heard Tatum's voice and choked a bit on the smoke. "Whaaat?" he coughed, trying to play it cool. Once he got his coughing under control he smirked at his friend. "Tatum, we are surrounded by a sea of assholes," he said throwing his arm around her shoulders. "And any one of us assholes would be lucky to see your boobies," he giggled at the word boobies.

"The hat is cute," he said playfully tapping the top of her head.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 9th, 2011 06:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"You really like it?" she quickly asked of the hat, hastily adjusting it on her head a little. It had been a last minute decision, easier than doing her hair like other girls had clearly chosen to do. She took another hit, holding it extra long before exhaling to the sky. "Thanks man."

She moved over closer to the side of the house, leaning back on it. "Nobody wants to see my tits though for real, they're like.. little tiny teeny boobies. Do you know like, I don't even have to wear a bra most of the time. How fucked up is that? I'm like a little boy," she mused, shaking her head and lifting the schnapps to have another gulp. "Fuck it."

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 9th, 2011 07:22 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"I do," he said sweetly to his friend, following her to the side of the house. He leaned against the wall near her and pouted. "You are beauuuuuuuuutiful," Apple said before taking another hit. "I'm not fucking with you Tate, if you weren't a lesbian I would totally go on dates with you! Sometimes less is more."

"Here," he undid his tie a little and pulled it over his head. "I will give you my tie for a flash," he offered. "I'm not a perv, I promise," he grinned.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 10th, 2011 02:37 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

Tatum held smoke in her cheeks, staring blankly at him as he began to loosen up the tie. When it was offered to her, she reached out to take it cautiously, exhaling in a puff and laughing a little bit. "Are you serious?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"There are some things you can't unsee."

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 20th, 2011 06:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

Apple nodded. "Right? We should totally like... throw a big bash for your birthday," he giggled. "And you're right, you won't have to worry about a damn thing your dad says," he shrugged. "Though my mom would like... love if I just did yoga all day," he laughed. "The benefits of my mom owning a yoga studio," he sighed happily.

"Right? I think you're the coolest chick Tate," he said holding his flask up like a cheers and then took a long drink. "You don't have boy titties," he giggled. "I'm glad you're happy with you because you should be," he grinned over at her. "You are amazeballssssssss," he giggled.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 22nd, 2011 12:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"I have to go home with Sera on my birthday," Tatum sighed. "Well, part of my birthday. We're just going to Floo home for dinner and stuff, I guess.. but after that, I want to have an actual birthday. We should all get together and smoke a huge fucking bat, man! I'll take one of my brother's pipes too, he's got the coolest shit.. I don't know how he even keeps it all hidden from dad all year long. It's like magic, and yet he's the squib," she joked, laughing a little.

She lifted her schnapps when he lifted his flask, taking another long chug before letting out a small burp. Her stomach was starting to feel a little queasy but to hell with that. "I guess I'm pretty cool," she agreed jokingly, grinning as she fished round in her pocket for a minute before pulling out her cigarette case. Inside, she pulled out another joint and lifted it to her lips, lighting up quickly. "Cool as fuck."

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 22nd, 2011 02:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Ah yeah, that's what I'm talkin about," he nodded with a big grin on his lips. In his opinion there was nothing better than a stoner birthday bash. "Maybe your brother has like just a touch of magic... just in the form of hiding the good shit," he smirked. "Even my brother has been caught with the stuff before," he laughed. "And he is a wizard, albeit, not a very smart one."

"Nice belch!" Apple congratulated her with a sloppily attempted high five which sent him into another giggle fit. "You're cool as fuck and I'm bad at high fives."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 22nd, 2011 02:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Wouldn't surprise me, that sneaky bastard," Tatum replied, nodding sagely as she puffed away on the joint. She just hoped she didn't get the munchies; she didn't think she could handle a full stomach right then, plus she had no idea where the junk food got hidden away in this place. "Classy as fuck, right?" she agreed, laughing as their high five barely made it.

"Dude," she replied, expression serious before cracking into a grin. "High five. Get it? It's a high five, and we can't even do that!"

	From: redwritinghood	Date: March 21st, 2011 11:31 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Sibyl/Open

Making sure that there wasn't a repeat of New Years, Sibyl had herself good and drunk by that point in the evening. Normally she wasn't a huge drinker but if she couldn't remember the evening there wasn't anything she could be too ashamed of. She hoped.

She stopped walking as she had to tilt her head back to empty the red Dixie cup in her hand, almost pouting as she looked into it when there wasn't anything left. With a sigh, she brought her hand down and heard the plastic hit against something. Sibyl looked down at herself and saw a couple strands of beads. Curiously, she picked one up and looked at it. Funny. She didn't remember getting those.

Perhaps there was already something she should be ashamed of.