Veronica convinced Piper to leave Lindsey at the apartment for an hour so the two of them could do some actual catching up.

They settled in to a corner table with lots of coffee and muffins for some serious BFF time.

[V is here for Piper and one other but feel free to use the post for your own J,GOB needs!]

The dance was still in full swing. It was still brightly decorated, the music was still pumping and the punch was completely spiked.

Have fun!

post 1 | arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc

[This is post two. WAIT FOR THE OCD OR I WILL SEND YOU TO A FAKE TIMEZONE! OCD IS UP! No one has ( Read more... )

Arrivals to town hall would notice that the Student Council took a darker approach to the decorations this year. The colors of the streamers, balloons and table cloths were in shades of dark red and black. Instead of cut outs of hearts and pictures of cupid, there were broken mirrors hanging on the walls, open umbrellas scattered about the room, ( Read more... )

It was a boring night in the bar. Tino had briefly decided to go on strike before Robin threatened to make him dogsit again if he did.

And as a result, Robin was now behind the bar reading Cosmo (specifically an article on hatesex) and Tino was obediently cleaning the bar.

[This is what happens when you ask people for ideas. Also, I'm kind of ( Read more... )

Rusty unpacked the belongings he brought with him and hoped that Reuben had already shipped the rest of his belongings.

Once he felt relatively settled, he decided to go and read through the paperwork the last owner left him. Some of the apartment descriptions made him seriously question this new investment.

[open for any tenants who want to ( Read more... )

Jen had woken up from some bizarrely vivid dream about living in Germany and being an auto mechanic who souped up cars for illegal street racing. The whole thing had been very bizarre, and the part where she'd been involved with one of the street racers whose day job happened to be with the police had really just kind of made her twitchy; the ( Read more... )

D'Argo had called out today, which meant Tino had to fill in. He'd been looking forward to maybe getting out for once, checking out Greece, but noooo, he had to open the bar in case any new people found themselves hyperventilating at the weird and needing to drown their panic in booze.

[Check it out, it's a mod tino night!]

Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. Not dirty. The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings ( Read more... )

D'Argo had been holed up at town hall today, so poor Tino was once again at the bar. He'd sort of stopped cursing D'Argo's name for that and was instead looking forward to the tips.

[Only around for another hour or so, so it'll be a mod Tino night. However, BEAR ME.]

Tonight was finally the night. Everything was perfect, and, while perfect wasn't quite good enough for Charlotte, she figured it would just have to do. The gallery quietly seemed to glisten with its newness, its modernity, large opened spaces and smaller, quieter nooks and alcoves. Covered the walls on large, bright canvases were the works of ( Read more... )