I'm half drunk, I can't see straight

[bragnificent]

WHO: REGGIE MANTLE, ARCHIE ANDREWS, and YOU.
WHERE: Archie & Reggie's apartment in Heropa.
WHEN: Weekend of June 16th-18th.
WHAT: Reggie and Archie celebrate their newfound independence and take advantage of Reggie's new ability to generate alcohol in a typical teenage fashion: by throwing a party. The theme this month is SUPERHEROES and the invitation is public, so anyone is free to tag in regardless of existing CR!
WARNINGS: Underage drinking mainly, though potentially other party-typical (or otherwise) sensitive content (e.g. drug use, sexual implications/activity, etc.); please mark threads for content as applicable!


INSIDE ( FRI )

ARRIVAL, FOOD & DRINKS:
↳ The apartment, granted, isn't huge -- one of the standard government two bedrooms -- but that's obviously not of major concern for this party's two charming hosts. There's still room outside should it get too crowded... but also, a good party is always a little crowded.

The dining room table is laid out with paper plates and pizza boxes -- the different kinds labeled with post-its -- a stack of red plastic cups, and a cooler of soda, although as specified in the invites hopefully guests also brought their own drinks along if they don't want to be sipping tap water by the end of the evening. Reggie will tell guests as they arrive (if he's the one to greet them) to come find him whenever they need their drinks "freshened up": find him, talk to him, he'll work his magic to turn whatever your drink of choice more alcoholic. All for free this time, too! So generous of him.

The party will be going from "6 PM - ????" but feel free to arrive earlier, and to stay as long as you want. Odds are the festivities will spill over into the early hours of Saturday morning, which gives everyone plenty of time to mingle and make new friends, enemies, love connections, or whatever else, and there's a couch, the floor, tables?!, or even Archie or Reggie's own beds that can be crashed on in a pinch. True that last option might be awkward, but only maybe. They might not even notice!

OPTIONS / ACTIVITIES:
↳ Since it is a party, the whole of the apartment is effectively at any guest's disposal, even beyond the common areas; it may not be considered the most classy to pop inside the hosts's bedrooms, but also hardly unheard of if anyone's in need of some privacy or just a moment alone to take a quick breather.

In the common areas, of course, people are free to mingle, drink, and dance-- hell, it's encouraged. Go wild, grind on each other, show off yours costumes, enjoy the free food, do shots, sit on the couch and chat... the night is full of options, and that's not even including the potential for party games: various drinking games are bound to be organized and played throughout the night, as well as a tipsily-judged (and dubiously categorized) costume "contest" and, naturally, there's always the classic ice-breaker game Never Have I Ever.

Just try not to get too rowdy or turn the music up too loud, in case the neighbors complain! Or you know what, fuck those guys. Smoke in the bathroom, make out on the balcony. If it gets too crowded for you, clear off a table and dance there instead! Seriously, do whatever you want.

OUTSIDE ( FRI )

↳ Outside things might be a little quieter and less crowded, depending on the time of night-- although that's still a "maybe," because on a warm Florida night there's nothing more fun than partying at a poolside. Hope you brought suits or incorporated them into your costumes! But hell, even if not, no one's really going to judge anyone too hard for jumping in (or getting pushed in) with their clothes on or even in their underwear. Anything goes, after all!

There might not be blasting music except for the dim sounds of what can still be heard from the apartment -- unless someone's come prepared and brought their own, of course -- but there's the ambient sounds of conversation and traffic and other such night noise, and the pool area is nicely lit up. It'll close for the night eventually, but still feel free to sneak back in after hours if you don't mind the darkness. Just, y'know, don't drown.

SATURDAY ( MORNING )

↳ By the time Saturday morning rolls around, a lot of people may or may not have left already -- one never can really tell how long a party will last -- but those who haven't may either still be awake (talking, swimming, making out, watching TV, or whatever else) or passed out asleep wherever they found space to.

Sleep in as long as you need, drag yourselves awake and help each other tend to your potential respective hangovers, dig into your hosts's leftovers and/or fridge, or just take the opportunity to have a quiet conversation or moment alone with someone you didn't have the chance to while the party was in full swing.

Comments

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[crimeboy]

[Akira definitely predicted that Yusuke was a lightweight, but at this point of the night was already drunk himself, and so he doesn't really say anything when his friend draped his arm around his shoulder and professes that he would be a great model.]

You aren't about to ask me to strip for you, are you?

[He chuckled a little, not actually worried about that.]

You know... I kinda always wondered if you'd ever want to model for an art class though? I know you like... you love to paint. But what about people painting you? It's creating art still, yeah?

[lempereur]

Hmm...no. At least not here. Too many people!

[ Joke or not, Akira's getting real talk. Straight answers on serious issues!  ]

Who would want to paint me? Would you?

[crimeboy]

[Whether or not it's a joke, Akira laughs brightly at it.]

That's fair. It's too crowded to paint in here!

[He pauses for a moment then, turning his head to look Yusuke over, closing an eye as if he'd pull his hands up to frame Yusuke with him.]

Yeah, I'd paint you, but I'm definitely not like... able to make anything good art-wise. Maybe photography is more my speed.

[lempereur]

Photography counts as an art. But don't take advantage of me! Nothing lewd.

[ Good thing he's got one arm tightly around Akira, or he might collapse under his booze-fueled giggles. ]

I know how you are.

[crimeboy]

C'mon, Yusuke!

[He pulls his arm up around his very tall friend's neck, tugging him in close so he could rub his face on him.]

You gotta have at least one lewd one if you're already posing naked! That's like, a rule!

[He's not even sure if he's serious, but 'I know how you are' prompted him to at least tease him, hoping to see a funny reaction. That's right. He's just teasing. Ahem.]

[lempereur]

[ There's a sneaking feeling that this might get weird...accompanied by a blush that is most definitely certainly for sure just because of the alcohol.

He can roll with it. Face nuzzling is appreciated and returned with a goofy grin. ]

You made that rule up! I've never heard of it. Look, you're taking advantage already. So careless...

[crimeboy]

[Oh no he's cute. Stupid cute fox friend. Akira pulls himself away enough to place his hands on either side of Yusuke's face and squish his cheeks a little.]

Maybe I did make it up. You know how I am~

[Right back at you.]

Maybe I just think you look cute when you blush. It's kinda nice. Kinda nice to see you smiling again too.

[lempereur]

[ Yeah, pointing out the blush? Isn't helping! One hand reaches to rest on top of Akira's, smashed stupidly against his cheek, and the other sets Yusuke's drink down on the nearest flat surface. ]

You shouldn't say things like that. Someone who does not know you as I do, might take you seriously.

[crimeboy]

Yeah? What if I'm being serious?

[This was fine. Just guys being pals. Holding each other's face and hand.]

I'm not always joking, ya know. And you definitely do look cute when you blush. How come you're not getting smooched yet?!

[Asking for a friend.]

[lempereur]

...what?

[ Akira, come on. Are you trying to embarrass him? Because it's working, and it's very clear from both his face and the way that his laughter turns slightly nervous that it is working, but he won't admit it.

Never give in. Never surrender.

Unless, it's to the influence of alcohol or the warmth of a friendly touch... ]

You think I should be?

[crimeboy]

[He was definitely trying to embarrass him. That didn't necessarily mean he was just toying with him, though. He did feel a little bad that he seemed to be getting a little nervous, though, so instead of telling him 'Yes of course, silly art boy', Akira just brushed Yusuke's hair back behind his ears and went in to press a kiss to his lips.

There, that should definitely help and make him less nervous-sounding, right? Sure. Sometimes you just have to kiss your friend to make him feel better.]

[lempereur]

[ Oh.

Well then.

Their lips meet with a muffled sound of surprise from Yusuke. The shock makes him tense up, he isn't really thinking fast enough to do anything but just accept it but it's nice. Really nice. He doesn't realize that until it's too late, already pulling away and glancing awkwardly around the room to figure out who saw. ]

Akira...how much have you had to drink?

[crimeboy]

[Yeah, it WAS nice. Akira didn't actually go around kissing people often but now he was wondering why he didn't.]

I. Have had a lot.

[At least he wasn't lying?]

And you'd. You'd best be careful or I'm gonna... ha... I'm gonna steal your heart! [He laughed aloud at that, only then finally letting go of Yusuke's face. He thought it was a good joke!]

[lempereur]

[ He thinks it's hilarious because it is. Maybe the funniest thing Yusuke's ever heard, judging by the thundering, hysterical laughter that can be heard throughout the house. ]

Do your worst! You...dangerous, criminal.

[crimeboy]

[Oho, was that a challenge?! Well, far be it for a Phantom Thief to back down from the challenge of stealing someone's heart!]

Very well! Then... how about a dance?

[The music wasn't terribly romantic, but he can force it into a tango if Yusuke was brave enough.]

[lempereur]

[ Liquid courage counts, doesn't it? ]

Yes, please!

[crimeboy]

[Akira lowers his voice and laughs a little once again.]

I'll have to send you your calling card later.

[Liquid courage counts for more than regular courage at this point. Driven by that himself, Akira reaches to take Yusuke's hand into his own, the other hand placed on his hip as he made up a beat for a tango-styled dance that would have been much more smooth(or may have just... never happened) if he were sober.

Yusuke is nice and light, and Akira is intent on at LEAST leaving it off on one of those 'your dance partner swoons in your arms' poses. You know the kind. Might not go as well as planned, since he's definitely had too much to drink.]

[lempereur]

Make it good. I won't redesign it only for you to use it against me.

[ Yusuke is more than happy to take his hand and follow his lead, laughing and enjoying himself despite the utter lack of grace or clear-headedness between them both. Until his already wobbly self loses his grip on Akira mid-dip, sending him falling on his ass with a shout. ]

[crimeboy]

[A dance was a dance, and even the lack of a graceful end didn't put Akira out of his good mood, laughing a little, despite a small exclamation of concern and surprise.]

Oof, you alright?

[He squatted a little, offering Yusuke a hand.]

Sorry 'bout that.

[lempereur]

[ He reaches for the hand, and misses. He'll just be on the floor, then. This is fine. ]

I need to lay down.

[crimeboy]

[Yeah. Okay, that made sense.]

Pfffffttt. Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

[They were both probably in need of a lie down, but Akira had some other plans.]

I think I'm gonna run off for now. I'll just leave you here, holler if you need me, alright? N' take it easy, buddy.