So tonight we gonna party like it's 1999

[thisonetime_withellis]

WHO: Hogwarts student body!
TONE: Partaaaay
RATING: Who knows where this might go, let's say NC-17 to be safe
WHEN: April 10th
WHERE: Keith's place in Portsmouth
WHAT: Keith's family is away, so of course he's throwing a crazy party. Everyone is invited. If you don't know him, no problem! If you don't like him.. there's free food, booze and a good time, come anyway! Chances are you won't even see him. Maybe.
STATUS: Ongoing!

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[Of course the first thing he's going to do upon finding out his parents are going away for a few days at the end of the holidays is organise a house party. In one of the rare occurrences when what he plans is actually what happens, he even has food and drink and some awesome music, and has already plied the neighbours with a bottle of wine so they'll not call the police when things inevitably get too loud.

Always thinking.

He'd made sure everyone knew what he was doing, do you really want to miss this? Do you want to deal with his face after the holidays if you don't show up..?]

Comments

[stubbornskeptic]

'sweird. 'sweird for you. I don't want you to feel bad.

I don't know why I told you.

[rule_britannia]

[It's a good thing he wasn't drinking his beer just then, or it would have gone all over the patio as he choked on it.]

I beg your pardon? [Okay so, sex is a thing, but that doesn't mean he's spent that much time thinking about it.]

I thought I already clarified that that isn't his concern!

[allamericanreject]

Well no...maybe not. I guess. It's just...I want him to be okay with me is what I meant. You doin' stuff with me specifically.

[Alfred sips at his drink before he continues.]

...Uhm, maybe I'm goin' bout this the wrong way. I was having a random conversation with someone before, and...well. I was wondering if maybe we couldn't do more stuff together. In general. Does....that make sense?

[thisonetime_withellis]

Oh, y' know, this 'n' that.

[Keith swallows a mouthful of beer. Honestly, it had almost had him a little jealous. Almost, but not quite.]

[brothor]

You need not be so methodical about it. You must allow yourself to become lost in the music.

[He's going to mimic a moon walk.] I believe they call it freestyling?

[marshall_lee]

[With a little "ah-ha!" noise Marshall finally produces two controllers. He turns them on and lets them sync up with the system before passing one off to Nick and settling down on the couch.]

Yep. I usually am out late at night playing music and stuff so I have a lot of down time before I have to head out. It's a good time waster. I read a lot too though.

How about you? Do you play a lot solo or do you go online and do multiplayer stuff?

[marshall_lee]

It's nice to see someone else who knows how to operate a phone. Maybe in another hundred years Wizards will catch up.

[Marshall fiddles with it for a second by adding a ringtone to Keith's name for a moment before putting it back in his pocket.]

For sure. My place is slightly south of the Fens so I won't have too far to travel. As soon as summer starts I'll make a few calls and get the tickets to the festivals for everyone.

[marshall_lee]

[Marshall slips it waaaay in the back of the rest of the collection.]

Gotta hand it to them when it comes to crazy guitar riffs though.

[marshall_lee]

Sounds like a pretty awesome deal. I bet you see some pretty cool stuff at events and such.

[rule_britannia]

[Staring now. Just.. staring, and then a slow red blush that works its way from the tips of his ears and across his face.]

A 'random conversation'. [His voice is oddly tight.] You wouldn't happen to have been talking to Gamzee, would you?

[thisonetime_withellis]

My parents are muggles. Brothers too. It'd be pretty fuckin' weird if I didn't know how to use this stuff.

[He digs into his pocket for his own phone and offers it to Marshall for him to put in his own info.]

I miss it when we're at school, though.

[arrogantalloy]

You know. I really do. Girls, tech, and wanna bes. It's weirdly, kind of fun.

[arrogantalloy]

Yeah, was never really taught that.

[Just raises an eyebrow at the moon walk and shakes his head. Because yeah, he wouldn't be able to pull it off.]

[arrogantalloy]

No, I'm getting you water because you're drunk. I'd probably be the same if we were sober.

[streetsmarts]

[Nick would give anything to know Ellis didn't hear that, but really it's his own fault for being the opposite of subtle. He sighs, loudly, and turns to face Ellis like he wasn't trying to escape him.]

They have crap taste. [Bluh!] It got in my way.

[streetsmarts]

The one time I can't get you to talk is the one time I give a crap about the fucking answer. C'mon man, fess the fuck up. What'd he say?

[streetsmarts]

[Nick takes his controller, but he's content to stay on the ground to play.]

Livin' la vida loca, ain'tcha? [He rolls his eyes and mutters:] Lucky bastard.

Yeah, I game. Mostly solo. Last thing I need is to be called a fag by some punk kid when I can't reach over and clobber him.

[allamericanreject]

[Ouch. You got him.]

Well...I mean it wasn't a big one, but yeah...sorta. But hey, it's not just cause of what Gamzee said. It's also 'cause...mmm...I wanna do boyfriend things with you?

[He smiles awkwardly, blushing a bit himself...but hey, your blush looks way more attractive Arthur.]

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur just puts his hands up, stepping back from him slightly.]

We are not talking about this here.

[Possibly ever. Right now, he definitely doesn't want to talk about it. If that is ever going to happen, it's going to be on his own terms, and right now the thought causes such an abrupt mental shying away that it's a wonder he doesn't defy physics and twist himself right out of existence.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane squints, uncertain.]

Sso. I'm not fat?

[toocoolforthis]

If only that could make up for the rest of it.

[After flipping idly through the music for a little longer, Dirk switches his attention to the video games.]

[toocoolforthis]

'Cause you got yourself really bloody drunk. Speaking of, you cought to eat something. Might not help, by now, but it can't hurt, either.

[Yeah, he's going to avoid talking about his feelings if he can help it.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane nods, scrubs at her nose a little.]

I'll eat if you promissse to say nice stuff about me more offften. I like it. 'ven if it's scary. 'n' you don't like me that way.

[toocoolforthis]

[Jane will probably regret this some time in her near future. Possibly as soon as tomorrow morning. Dirk is not fond of giving conventional compliments.]

Promise. Now c'mon, let's raid this place.

[thisonetime_withellis]

Aw, come on, man. I think you'd be better hearin' it from him.