open: gold & glitz

[inlaid]

who: Bryn Zethir & Guests
what: A Gold & Glitz House Party
when: Evening of June 1st
where: Bryn's apartment
warnings: Alcohol, tobacco, and weed.

[Welcome to Bryn's apartment. The door is unlocked, and personal belongings can be tossed up onto the bed just at the top of the stairs. The party's theme is apparent at once. As mentioned on the network post, gold and glitz is strongly encouraged (though no one will be turned away for lacking either) in clothing, jewelry, accessories, or however creatively someone would like to incorporate it. Those interested in participating but lacking anything gold or glitzy will find gold glitter body gel to spread on their skin, compliments of the hostess. There's a bar cart by the front door with a sign that reads WELCOME in gold script. It's laden with short shot glasses filled with what looks like liquid gold. When imbibed, however, it tastes like a faintly peach-flavored vodka. The rest of the alcohol and mixers can be found in the kitchen. Clear plastic cups feature labels that can be written on in gold permanent marker, then filled with any number of beverages. Really, there's no real rhyme or reason to what's available, as guests have been encouraged to bring whatever they like and add it to the kitchen island. For those who don't drink alcohol, there's a sign on the fridge indicating that non-alcoholic drinks and mixers are kept within. Anyone looking to fill their stomach a little between drinks will find platters of finger foods available throughout the apartment. Gold macarons, cheese and crackers, sliced fruit and vegetables are plentiful, but guests who are quick enough may find they can grab some of the thinly sliced beef arranged around a bowl of spicy dipping sauce. Of note, there is also a plate of gold fortune cookies for guests. While it's noted there's only enough for one per person, the fortunes feature not only a fortune but a party challenge. Dance with a stranger? Eat nothing that isn't fed to you? Try your hand at inventing a new drink? Why not try it and see what happens? Play a game of party jenga for that matter. Beyond all this, anyone attending is encouraged to mingle and enjoy themselves. There's ample seating throughout the apartment for people to sit back and enjoy their food and drinks, including a plush rug in one corner covered in floor cushions and pillows around a hookah with a variety of flavors of tobacco. For those who are more inclined to activity there's space enough to dance to the music that booms throughout the apartment. With the windows open the space stays well aired out and comfortable, inviting any who attend to linger as long as they like. By the looks of things the hostess has no intention of kicking anyone out no matter how late it gets...]

Comments

[divulsion]

[Even as receptive as she'd expected him to be, it's a relief that he accepts her shift in positioning so readily. His arms open at once to welcome her, and Wanda curls back into his embrace with surprising ease and comfort.

Each kiss is returned without hesitation, and her free hand slips up to trace along the line of his jaw, finding it hard to stop touching him.]

Well, then I suppose that makes us an overachievers.

[fingerstripes]

Maybe you just bring it out in me.

[ Because somehow they've passed almost an entire evening together with no catastrophes or interruptions. Because things like this never last for Nightwing, and if he starts to think about that too hard he'll lose the moment here.

It's enough to feel affection again. To give it back to someone in an easy, uncomplicated way. Is it his turn to smile against her lips yet because if not he's taking it anyway. ]

Hmm. Wonder how long we can keep this up before somebody shoos us out with a broom.

[ Not that he's really in any hurry at all to get the warm weight of her off his lap. His other arm comes around her, and he strokes her cheek with his thumb. ]

[divulsion]

[If he thinks hard about it, however, he might realize that if he includes their their evening at the rave, they've now had three sort of date interactions that have gone interrupted. Surely they could consider that a trend at this point...

Wanda returns every kiss, content to rest on his lap, to sit in the half-circle of his arms as she turns in toward him a little bit more.]

Maybe we should find out. What do you think? [She leans in, kissing the corner of his mouth, making her way back to his ear. Her words are soft and low, but she's not trying to be sexy. There's still a smile in her voice as she continues.] Could consider it a game. See how long it takes or what it takes before someone suggests we go elsewhere?

[fingerstripes]

[ He entirely loses the thread of the conversation there, a little lost for a minute as she's working her way back to his ear. ]

I, uh- like the way you think. [ For all that nothing particularly scandalous is happening over here, kissing anyone in an easily observable space falls a little outside his standard level of comfort for moments like these. But Wanda's enthusiasm is having an effect on him, and somehow right now it's a little thrilling rather than just unsettling. Somehow he can't think of a real reason not to go with it. Not to let the moment breathe for itself.

There, he's got it together again. He leans in as if he's about to return the favor, then draws her hand up and kisses her fingers instead, eyes dancing. ]

Could be a prize for holding out until closing.