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

[toocoolforthis]

[Dirk is spending a lot of his time outside of the house. The party atmosphere's a bit much for him, and one of the benefits of growing up with Bro is knowing a lot about alcohol, and knowing that there's nothing all that special about it.

Besides, he's got to get back home, and doing so drunk off his ass doesn't sound particularly fun.]

[rule_britannia]

Dirk?

[Oh, god, let him get out for a few minutes, just for a breather. Parties aren't really Arthur's kind of thing either, but Alfred wanted to come and he could be very persistent persuasive when he really wanted something to happen.

Sometimes letting him get his way was easier than continuing to argue and besides, Portsmouth was a nice enough place.]

Oh, thank bloody heavens, someone I can count on not to be sauced out of their mind. [A pause.] You are sober, aren't you?

[toocoolforthis]

If I wasn't, could you tell?

[Dirk's raising an eyebrow over the shades. Which is probably an indication that he is sober, but he is a Strider and therefore a troll.

Nevertheless, he shrugs and shifts a bit to give Arthur some space if he wants to stay and hang out.]

[rule_britannia]

... You make a good point.

[Arthur's yet to touch any alcohol yet, which is probably a good thing considering his utter lack of tolerance for anything more than wine coolers, and even that's a stretch.]

I can't say I expected you here.

[toocoolforthis]

People don't expect a lot of things out of me. But I was invited, so I figured I might as well come. London, amazingly, can be pretty boring.

[rule_britannia]

I'm aware. [There's a bit of a wry smile.] It's nice for a holiday and all, but living there is a chore.

[toocoolforthis]

I practically do live there for holiday. [Yay for school, and having your entire family there.]

[rule_britannia]

Then I can't blame you for wanting to get away. I'm not one for parties, myself, but.. [Alfred insisted..]

[toocoolforthis]

They can be okay, but the alcohol is just boring as shit. It's just "edgy" because we're underage.

[rule_britannia]

[He shrugs one shoulder and leans back against the wall, letting out a huffy little sigh.]

Maybe. Maybe his family just doesn't give a toss. Either way, I can't say I care enough about the presence of alcohol to pass judgement.

[toocoolforthis]

My bro doesn't give a toss either, but I'm not about to throw a drinking party.

[He shrugs.]