Party time!

[misspouncellor]

Who: The ladies in the mansion! And maybe even some of the guys! (in short, it's OPEN)
Where: Gathering in the ballroom, and who knows where they'll go from there.
When: Friday night
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: The girls are having a slumber party! Crazy hijinks will ensue.
The Story:

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[akapeanut]

George is so absorbed in polishing the nails on her right hand that she doesn't notice Santana arriving or getting settled until she looks up. And it's at this point that George immediately begins to panic.

Thankfully her work as a reaper has led to more than one situation where she's had to blend in. So maybe if she just...puts one of the other girls between her and Santana, she can avoid any more awkwardness there...

[itsahotone]

George is in luck!

For a few more minutes, anyway. Then Santana finishes up on a hand and looks up to stretch her neck and arms. Looking around at all the losers, tra la la...

Well look at that.

"Hey, Georgie. It's like we're made for each other," she calls, waving her nail file.

[akapeanut]

Crap.

...God, what does that even mean? Santana's one weird chick. "Because we both came to this party we were invited to?"

[itsahotone]

Cue the eye-roll.

"Nail file? You have like, an entire Sephora-worth of nail polish? Try to keep up here."

[akapeanut]

"Oh, right." Pause. "Do you want to use one of these?"

Maybe if they make friends the flirting will be more like...when Mason would try to flirt. Annoying, but not uncomfortable, really.

[itsahotone]

"Yeah, sure. Why not." Obviously insanely enthused, she moves on over to the Next To George position. As a greeting, she goes with: "God, this is boring."

[akapeanut]

"Yeah. But it doesn't hurt to keep us all in one place in case we go back in time again. Or were we in a movie? Whatever that was." George holds up her bottles. "Pick one."

[itsahotone]

"It was an event. Get used to them." Santana wastes no time in choosing a dark red. "They'll probably get worse."

[akapeanut]

"Ugh. Not looking forward to it." George nods approvingly at the color choice, though. At least there are simple pleasures.

...Speaking of. "Hey. Do you, uh, drink? I know I probably shouldn't be offering since you're still a kid or whatever but...fuck it, I don't really care. I'm gonna get some tequila either way so I might as well bring you a glass if you want some."

[itsahotone]

Santana does not look impressed.

"Okay, how old are you? I'm sixteen, not six. Of course I drink." And she will be happy to let George bring her a glass while she sits lazily and does her nails.

[akapeanut]

"I'm eight-- er, nineteen." She'd say something about just having a birthday but Santana, well, Santana doesn't seem to give a shit. "I wasn't a partier in high school."

George stands, promising herself she'll undo and polish damage later, probably when she is sober again. "I guess I party now, though."

She heads off towards the closet and in a few moments returns with a full bottle of tequila, a lime, and glasses with salt on the rims. As convenient as that all happened to be (she could get used to that kind of stuff, not gonna lie) she still has to pour their glasses once she sits down again.

"Just because I am the adult here, I will say take it easy. It'd probably just be embarrassing to die of alcohol poisoning here but you still might want to avoid the pain of it."

[itsahotone]

Yeah, because this is hardcore partying, right here. Santana would have said that, but George walked away, rude. But then she's back and saying...that.

And Santana's still not looking impressed.

"So you're not exactly legal either. Good to know." And now she's holding a hand out for the glass. Gimmie.

[akapeanut]

George hands her the glass, shrugging. "You stop caring so much about those kind of rules when you're, uh...eighteen."

Geez, she hasn't even taken a drink yet. Better keep the talk light.

"Sorry if this isn't your favorite or anything. Tequila and I have an understanding."

[itsahotone]

"Pretty sure I don't care about the rules even now," Santana says cheerfully, then knocks back a shot's worth of liquid. "Not gonna lie, I'm kinda surprised you would have an understanding with any alcohol. You seem kinda straitlaced."

[akapeanut]

"I'm a pretty surprising girl." George matches her shot, then gestures at her drinking partner's hand. "Careful, nails."

[itsahotone]

She glances at her nails, not that concerned. She only has a couple done so far, anyway.

"Really. You should elaborate on that."