Happy Belated Birthday, To Me
WHO: Feli + Open
WHERE: Vargas Mansion
WHEN: Sunday the 5th of June, sometime after 5pm
WHAT: Someone forgot his own birthday! Time for his own makeup get together with a relaxed dinner and some fighting over which movies to watch?
Feliciano finished his bustling around the kitchen, still humming to himself as he wiped a smudge of sauce off his cheek and stuck the digit into his mouth. Alfredo sauce, delicious~. Turning to the still steaming pot he slipped on oven mitts and poured it into its own bowl.
Viola! His buffet style dinner was ready. No on had really arrived yet but that was fine since he'd only specified it as "dinner" and that was usually around this time. People would show up soon. Or so he hoped. Romano had bid him a happy birthday the day of and mumbled something today about how his party better not get out of control like last years, which he promised it wouldn't, but that was about it. Sewing, a nice soak in the pool, cleaning and then cooking had been his day - and he hoped he could end it with dinner with friends and a nice movie marathon.
He checked to make sure the movies were all in their bins, dragged from various parts of the house and set next to the big screen in the entertainment room. Satisfied, he started heaving the platters, bowls and other things of the like into the smaller dining room and arranging them to occupy his time, ears attentive for the sound of the doorbell.
WHERE: Vargas Mansion
WHEN: Sunday the 5th of June, sometime after 5pm
WHAT: Someone forgot his own birthday! Time for his own makeup get together with a relaxed dinner and some fighting over which movies to watch?
Feliciano finished his bustling around the kitchen, still humming to himself as he wiped a smudge of sauce off his cheek and stuck the digit into his mouth. Alfredo sauce, delicious~. Turning to the still steaming pot he slipped on oven mitts and poured it into its own bowl.
Viola! His buffet style dinner was ready. No on had really arrived yet but that was fine since he'd only specified it as "dinner" and that was usually around this time. People would show up soon. Or so he hoped. Romano had bid him a happy birthday the day of and mumbled something today about how his party better not get out of control like last years, which he promised it wouldn't, but that was about it. Sewing, a nice soak in the pool, cleaning and then cooking had been his day - and he hoped he could end it with dinner with friends and a nice movie marathon.
He checked to make sure the movies were all in their bins, dragged from various parts of the house and set next to the big screen in the entertainment room. Satisfied, he started heaving the platters, bowls and other things of the like into the smaller dining room and arranging them to occupy his time, ears attentive for the sound of the doorbell.