(mingle/open) happy new years!

[forethinking]

Who: Void Citizens
What: New Years Mingle!
Where: Heavenly Blanc
When: January 1st
Content Warnings: None!!

HEAVENLY BLANC

THE VOID, ON JANUARY 1ST

Ren
Food & Organization

Blue
Food & Organization

Eevee
Moral Support

Pidgeot&Arcanine
Lifting

YOSHIZAWA
Food & Organization

We hereby start the Void Calendar! All over the Void since yesterday, several handwritten notes have been taped or stapled to the Void's most populated areas in the hopes to drive the people to the popular bar/cafe. Heavenly Blanc's exterior has been protected from any upcoming storms by a large awning, and more tables and chairs have been temporarily set to settle any issues of overcrowding on the inside. Upon entering, one will be able greeted by the aroma of curry, although the spices vary from pot to pot, and coffee and alcohol will be served throughout the evening.

Within the interior of the bar, a small space has been divided and cleared out -- next to the jukebox. There, one will find a few microphones resting on their stands, waiting for whoever is brave enough to sing on them to whatever is playing in Heavenly Blanc when the storm hits. Last, but not least, a whiteboard has been visibly placed next to the entrance. It reads: "Names of the Months", and you may either write your own or add sticks to vote on your favorites.

CODING BY

Comments

3!

[menaretrash]

[ Unfortunately for Iwaizumi, Ann's accidentally had a drink. People have stepped in, including Seto, to try and help her sober up. But then she had another drink, and after that, she just stopped caring. So, don't mind her as she laughs and staggers over, spilling half of whatever the fuck is in her cup all over her hand. ]

What is uuuuup~ We should dance!

[bluecastleace]

Dance? Me? Pshhhh.

[He is also positively toasted, and still drinking even as he speaks.]

Good luck.

[Why is he laughing though?]

You’re drunk as hell. [Oh. That’s why.]

[menaretrash]

Come oooon~

[ She's definitely not going to remember like, any of this, which is fan-fucking-tastic, okay. ]

I'm not drunk. I'm fucked up! [ BECAUSE THAT'S A HUGE DIFFERENCE MAN! ]

[bluecastleace]

Tell me about it. [He holds up his own drink, spilling a little of it as he does, as if to say, “same, my dude”.]

What makes you think I can dance worth a shit sober? Definitely not like this.

[Though, like this, he could more easily be convinced.]