suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

Comments

[positive_print]

Not your kind of party?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Actually, it is. Can't you tell? I'm part of the scenery.

[gestures to her skull kneecap boots]

[positive_print]

[wearing something like this]

Well, now I feel out of place~

[the_ex_in_xp]

I wouldn't worry, plenty of people are mingling out of the scenery. I just like to get a lay of the land before anything else.

[positive_print]

Is that so?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Yeah. You know, stuff like where's the fastest route to the bathroom, refill stations...mosh pit, if applicable.

[positive_print]

Oh no, and here I thought part of the fun in parties was figuring all that out while the place is full and you might get drinks spilled on you.