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[crimsonignition]

Who: Kamina, Simon, GGB members, OPEN
What: PARTY TIME, It's Simon's Birthday bash and everyone's invited!
Where: Kamina's house
When: December 15th. Evening
Warnings: Underage drinking most likely, this should lead to all sorts of shenanigans

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[doomfood]

Nia was not responsible for the birthday cake. That meant it was edible to people other than Kamina and Simon, who would likely eat anything without complaint.

She did not drink the strange brews presented to those in attendance, for she was scolded very harshly as a child that she was never to drink soda or other sugar-heavy drinks. They served no useful purpose, she'd been told, and only caused harm to the body. Milk and water were the only things she was allowed, with juice as a special treat (for it also was reported to be rather sugar-heavy, even if the sugar was natural). While she wasn't exactly sure what this new liquid was, she knew that it was not milk nor water, nor did it smell like any fruit she was familiar with. So she did not touch it.

The girl cheerfully bobbed in and out of the crowds, and wherever she went, discarded cups, napkins, and used-up plates seemed to disappear. She'd wanted to do something for the party, but clean-up seemed to be all she was truly good at. So that's what she did, and she did it

[crimsonignition]

Kamina could see a familiar head of blond curls weaving back and forth through the crowds which could only make him wonder just what Nia was up to. He had to admit she was weird, well...a different breed of weird from what he was at least, but she always meant well.

"Oi, Nia!" he called to her as he made his way through the sea of people. 'What the hell are ya doin, dun look like no dance I've ever seen!"

[doomfood]

"Oh?" Nia perked, turning her head to seek out the one who had called her name. As if there were any doubt. Upon seeing Kamina making his way toward the petite girl, she beamed sunnily at him. "Oh no, cousin, this is not a dance at all!" She knew how to dance, but the dances she'd been taught were from eras long-since past. She was quite good at the foxtrot if she did say so herself, but the music was hardly the correct rhythm for such. She lacked a partner, besides.

But back to the point at hand! She plucked up another paper cup, neatly stacking it with the others she'd collected. "I am merely attempting to clean where I can. I had meant to do so once the party had completed, but I was just informed that it may go on for much longer than I am able to keep myself awake. So I wish to assist for as long as I am able," she beamed.

Didn't she normally sleep on the couch? Just where was she planning to sleep, anyway?

[crimsonignition]

Kamina couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at Nia. who the hell cleaned up during a party? It was like vacuming a carpet in the middle of a sand storm, or something along those lines.

"Aah dun worry bout it, we'll worry bout the cleanin' stuff after we're done partyin'!" he insisted. Sure she did most of the house work, but why worry about that when you could be having fun?

[doomfood]

Nia blinked. ...She really wasn't getting this, was she? "But...if we choose to wait, we may be too tired. We have school on the morrow, do we not? We must get our rest in order to perform well in the classroom." And if the teachers decided to spring any pre-exam pop quizzes on them. Some of them were evil enough to do it.

Suddenly, a smile broke out on her face. She understood! "Ah, you are worried that I am not having a good time. You are very kind, cousin," she inclined her head, sincerely touched. "I assure you that I am quite happy in this regard. Simon's happiness is important to me, so I wish to help with the party in the way I am best suited to perform."

Which was picking up the cups. Apparently.