[semi-open] such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated

[causational]

who: Eddie Thawne, Cisco Ramon; Rey, Yuri Plisetsky, other guests
what: Eddie and Cisco host a Harvest Festival (Thanksgiving) dinner
when: November 17th
where: Eddie and Cisco's apartment
warnings: none likely, check subject lines

It's been a long day of cleaning the apartment, prepping food and decor, and cooking. So much cooking. The apartment smells like turkey and potatoes and bacon and pie and dozens of other amazing smells. The table is set with enough plates and napkins and silverware for everyone invited and a couple of friends each, and there's a festive pumpkin-and-fall-leaf themed centerpiece that Eddie's particularly fond of. In the background, soft music is playing and the whole atmosphere is warm and cozy.

Eddie himself is dressed in a waistcoat and button-up shirt with a tie, his face a little flushed from spending time over the hot stove and the oven, but he's energetic, upbeat and ready to help Cisco greet guests at the door as they arrive.

Once dinner is set out, it consists of a beautifully roasted turkey, brussels sprouts cooked with bacon, mashed potatoes and gravy, stuffing, cranberry jelly, candied yams, warm bread rolls, and whatever other turkey dinner trimming might come to mind. There's coffee and hot chocolate, juice, and wine available for whoever wants to drink it. Best of all, there's pumpkin and apple pie ready for dessert.

Giving thanks out loud is optional, but making new friends definitely isn't.

[OOC: Feel free to throw up a starter for your character or for a certain area or part of the night!]

Comments

ota!!

[volitaunt]

[ Poe isn't dressed up, exactly, because he's allergic to dressing up, but he is wearing the swan-necked red shirt Taako picked out for him. A little color is his one concession to the occasion. He should... probably be more worried about making a good impression than he is, but Poe is the kind of person that figures people will get along or not and it's best to get to the point.

There's a part of Poe that insists, quietly and relentlessly, that they don't have time for this. It's the part of him that's still at war, still on D'Qar, still waiting for the sound of alarms that mean he needs to drop what he's doing and run for Black One. It's the part of him that won't let him sleep at night, because he should be home. He should be home.

His preoccupation doesn't show. He approaches people with a grin and an outstretched hand, or asks about the food, or asks about the decorations. He's naturally curious, and this is a holiday he's entirely unfamiliar with. Not to mention a menu he's never seen before. ]