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

[lempereur]

But you like that.

[ It's time to please stop looking at him, because if he doesn't, he'll see the big, stupid smile on Yusuke's face. ]

I accept your affection.

[beautiful_monster]

I didn't say...'ffection. [He was too cool and awesome for that!!]

...But good.

[lempereur]

You didn't have to.

[ Yeah, he barely knows what he's saying when he's sober. Why would he now? ]

Come get a refill with me.

[beautiful_monster]

Hm... [He squints over at the drink table suspiciously.]

Okay, but I don't want... Nothing really sweet.

[lempereur]

Well, I've been trying one of everything.

[ Which is...not at all obvious, from the way his arm slings around Yuri on their way, half heartfelt, loving, affection, and half hopelessly drunk need for support. ]

There's plenty if you don't want sweet.

[beautiful_monster]

[Yuri doesn't seem to mind providing that support. He's a little wobbly himself, but he has the benefit of being a pro athlete. It doesn't take much to keep Yusuke up too.]

I want... I wanna try your favorite. That's good, right?

[lempereur]

My favorite?

[ He thinks on it with a low hum, struggling somewhat to keep it all straight. After a certain point, it's all good, right? ]

We should try the coffee one.

[ Why make just bad choices if you can make awful ones? ]

[beautiful_monster]

Coffee's good... I like coffee.

[He moves away carefully, giving Yusuke enough time to find his balance again, and looks through the bottles until he finds one of the Bad Decision Bottles and, of course, immediately tries it with only a little bit of a sour face.]

[lempereur]

[ He doesn't find his balance so much as he finds a wall to lean on so that he doesn't have to. It's fine! Even Yuri's sour, throat-is-burning face is cute, in Yusuke's EXPERT opinion. Someone put the boy on a leash. ]

How is it?

[beautiful_monster]

[He pretends that he doesn't cough—it's just a tiny one, more like clearing his throat, really—and flashes a bright smile at Yusuke.]

Not bad. Better than the sugary thing I had before.

[lempereur]

Let me try!

[ Before he melts, into a sticky pile of lovestruck goo. ]

[beautiful_monster]

Hm...? You wanna try mine?

[He offers the bottle without much more thought than that. Nothing weird about a little indirect kiss between friends, right?]

[lempereur]

[ He takes the bottle, making sure his fingers brush against Yuri's in the process, because he's very smooth and subtle obviously. Then, he just...stares for a minute, stupidly giddy, drunk smile slapped over his face before he drinks and hands the bottle back. ]

It's making your face turn red. It's really cute.

[beautiful_monster]

[The flush across his cheeks brightens when their hands brush, but it's definitely just because of the alcohol!! Obviously.

He looks away with a sulky pout.]

'm not cute. I'm cool.

[lempereur]

Why not both?

[beautiful_monster]

'cause you can't be both.

[lempereur]

Sure you can. We all have more than one side to us. Like Fox is part of Yusuke, but different. But the same! Nobody is just one thing.

[beautiful_monster]

[He makes a face and takes another drink.]

I don't wanna be cute. All my fans think I am. Fuckin'... They call me Ice Fairy and weird things like that.

[lempereur]

Ice...fairy? Like a Jack Frost? No, that doesn't fit. Cute in a different way.

[beautiful_monster]

Different in what way?

[lempereur]

It's...different. Not like fans or the imPort paparazzi. You're not a thing, or a fantasy creature. You're a person. And I knew you as a person, before I knew you were a star athlete or any of that. I feel like...

[ Even drunk brain can tell this is getting awkward. Bad place, bad time, bad everything. Stop. ]

 It just feels different.

[beautiful_monster]

... Oh.

[Oh. Yurio had been fully prepared to continue objecting and complaining, but it's as if a switch has been flipped. All the irritated tension vanishes in an instant, and he's left staring at Yusuke with an unreadable look and pink cheeks until he looks away awkwardly.

Not a thing or a creature, but a person... It's not quite as good as being called a soldier, but it comes close.]

Thanks. Or—I mean... Okay. If it's like that.

[lempereur]

[ At first, Yusuke isn't sure if he's said too much or not enough, but something about that softer, vague expression says it's just right. Something about it makes his chest hurt and his lips curl into a smile at the same time, and he knows what this feeling is, intellectually, but it's so much more difficult to wrap his head around than he expected. ]

Yuri, I...

[ Not. Now. ]

It's getting hot in here. Come outside with me?

[beautiful_monster]

Oh, uh... Sure.

[He isn't sure what to make of Yusuke's reaction. What had he been about to say? Yuri would really like to know, but the idea of getting out of the crowded house also sounds great. He can wait a little longer to find out.]

Do you want to try out the pool?

[lempereur]

[ He'll tell Yuri soon. Soonish? He wants to do it right, not under the influence of alcohol, and especially not under the influence of all the drama they've been subjected to. Let him catch his breath first.

He pushes off from the wall, the sudden movement just enough to make his head spin again. Swimming, obviously, is a very good idea. ]

I will if you will.