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[winged_cupid]

There's very little in the world that makes Cupid quite so happy as a good party. It gets people together and makes the shooting a lot easier. Of course, now that his arrows have no magic in them, this isn't exactly a cakewalk, but it's not the hardest thing in the world either. He's in the usual fare, mostly because suits don't exactly come with

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[turnthebadinme]

Serena couldn't resist a party, and her willpower in that area had only decreased lately. She was bored and unhappy; the only thing to do for that was find somewhere to go out and have fun, and island life made that difficult. This party was infinitely preferable to whatever someone would come up with for Valentine's, so she'd put on her form-fitting white Roberto Cavalli dress * with the black lace at the neckline, pink flowers stenciled over the short skirt, paired it with some black heels and hit the Catscratch.

The music was always good, or good enough anyway, so she finished off a drink and headed out onto the floor to dance.

[winged_cupid]

Cupid doesn't know if this is just Mom's influence, but he's always felt that having blondes around makes him feel like family. When he arrives at Serena's side, he spans his arms out widely and grins warmly. "Can I have this dance?"

[turnthebadinme]

"Well, who am I to say no to that?" Serena asks, grinning as she holds out her hands to him, playful. "Especially to... Cupid himself, I presume?" It's a strange life she leads, but at least that keeps things interesting when everything else seems dull.

[winged_cupid]

Cupid winks at her and broadens his shoulders while he straightens his back. "What can I say? I love a good party, especially when I'm orchestrating it." He takes her hand and spins her out to the dance floor. "All I ask is a secret about you and love."

[turnthebadinme]

Serena closes her eyes, happy just to let herself be carried away in the movement for a moment. When she stops, she settles her hand on his shoulder and shakes her head. "I don't have any secrets," she says. It's not true, strictly speaking, but she believes it anyway. "I... I am completely single and have been since my boyfriend disappeared a few months ago. That's not really a secret." It's hard to ignore how much she misses Beat even now, but she does her damnedest not to let it show.

[winged_cupid]

"Does that mean you're looking for a roll in the sack or maybe just a little play in the hay?" Cupid asks, all bright grins and winks. "Or is there a long-term girl hiding away in you that you want to explore some?"

[turnthebadinme]

Serena laughs, rueful but not one to take offense so easily. It's true anyway, both of the things he's said. "Honestly?" she says, shaking her head. "I really don't know. I'm not sure I'm ready to be serious with anyone again." She really loved Beat, after all. She still does.

[winged_cupid]

"That's the words of a girl who's been hurt," Cupid says knowingly, giving her a worried look. "Wanna talk about it while we twirl over the light fantastic?" Because Cupid is both a good twirler and talker.

[turnthebadinme]

"I just," Serena says slowly, shrugging as she moves to the music, "I miss him. I mean, it's been... months since he vanished, but... I don't know, I really loved him, you know?" She hardly wants to talk to anyone about this, certainly not strangers, but if a girl can't tell Cupid this, who can she tell?

[winged_cupid]

"Love hurts," Cupid says very sagely with a slow nod. "Love often even stinks. Trust me. My wife? Kinda gaga over Uncle Herc for a while and it turned me into a literal green-eyed monster, so I'm not saying all love runs smooth, but you gotta give it another shot sometime. Promise me that?"

[turnthebadinme]

Serena draws in a deep breath, something bordering on shyness in the way she nods. "Yeah," she says, "I promise. Someday. If it feels right again." She knows she's too young to rule it out forever, but there are times it feels like no one else will ever matter as much as he did.

[winged_cupid]

"Or if the dude is really hot," Cupid says sternly. "I mean, I know I'm the god of love and all, but even I have to admit that sometimes, it's totally just the good time that you need to get you back on the metaphorical horse."

[not_the_s]

"Hey! Serena." Kon had meant to talk to her, but it'd never seemed like the best time. Especially after everything that was going on with Lex. It had definitely not been the best time. Of course, as soon as he started talking to her, he wasn't so sure it was a good idea. Maybe let the past lie. He was living in Beat's hut and maybe just mentioning it to her would be a bad reminder.

Right. He wouldn't bring it up. "Want to dance?"

[turnthebadinme]

Serena nodded, lips pressed into a smile. "I always want to dance," she said lightly, walking over to meet him when he called her name. Any familiar face was, she supposed, to be welcomed, a reminder that some things, at least, stayed the same, even if they weren't always the ones she would have chosen. He had always been nice to her and she couldn't resist a little attention tonight. "Having fun?"

[not_the_s]

"I always have fun," Kon returned with a grin. "And if I'm not, I make my own." And maybe if he hadn't felt like making his own recently...well, he was over that. He was done sulking or whatever it was he'd been doing and he was done worrying about Cassie and her new boyfriend. Mostly. He couldn't stop the quick glance around to see if she was there or not. "You?"

[turnthebadinme]

"That's the spirit," Serena said brightly. When things were bad, all they could do was keep moving on, creating parties where there were none. It was better than being sad and alone all the time, letting all the loss eat at her. "And I... am making my own fun. Although I guess the party and the drinks help with that."