Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon
Technically, Isabelle wasn't having a birthday party. But, it was her birthday, and she was hanging out in her common room, and for whatever reason, the TV was playing various hit music videos from the eighties and nineties. (Not that Isabelle and her lack of pop culture knowledge could tell what time any of it was from, or by whom, but she liked it.) And there was also a ridiculous cake. Yeah, it was store-bought. So it was safe for eating.
Also, for some weird reason, part of the common room looked like it was decked for... maybe a luau? There was a garland, and a couple of paper lanterns, and a small pile of flower leis on one of the tables. Those had all been here when Isabelle had come in with her cake. So, don't ask her where they'd come from. (They'd be gone in about an hour, anyway.) She was just going to get herself a drink and wonder what a 'scrub' was supposed to be.
Whatever, this song was good.
[ooc: Open! Mod yer own pop songs if you want! Whoot, fake birthday.]
Also, for some weird reason, part of the common room looked like it was decked for... maybe a luau? There was a garland, and a couple of paper lanterns, and a small pile of flower leis on one of the tables. Those had all been here when Isabelle had come in with her cake. So, don't ask her where they'd come from. (They'd be gone in about an hour, anyway.) She was just going to get herself a drink and wonder what a 'scrub' was supposed to be.
Whatever, this song was good.
[ooc: Open! Mod yer own pop songs if you want! Whoot, fake birthday.]