Around Town, Wednesday Morning
After last night, it was official. There was going to be a themed party on Friday. By Wednesday morning, Mike had a bunch of posters that he was hanging up all over town. Sure, he knew all the usual suspects and could've probably just texted out invites or something, but he wanted to make sure the word got out to people he didn't know yet, too.
Also, he'd enjoyed making the posters.
[Poster text: 'STACHE BASH
OR, MANSION MUSTACHE PARTY
FRIDAY, MARCH 13TH
MANSION ON PHOENIX WAY
IF YOU DO NOT HAVE A MUSTACHE ONE WILL BE PROVIDED FOR YOU UPON ARRIVAL
ANY QUESTIONS? CALL MIKE AT 555-PONY]
Mike was quite proud of himself for this one, thank you. You could tell by the smirk as he gazed at his handiwork.
[ooc: Whoot, party! This post open for reactions and/or catching Mike while he's hanging up posters!]
Also, he'd enjoyed making the posters.
[Poster text: 'STACHE BASH
OR, MANSION MUSTACHE PARTY
FRIDAY, MARCH 13TH
MANSION ON PHOENIX WAY
IF YOU DO NOT HAVE A MUSTACHE ONE WILL BE PROVIDED FOR YOU UPON ARRIVAL
ANY QUESTIONS? CALL MIKE AT 555-PONY]
Mike was quite proud of himself for this one, thank you. You could tell by the smirk as he gazed at his handiwork.
[ooc: Whoot, party! This post open for reactions and/or catching Mike while he's hanging up posters!]