#ahevent010

“And here I thought Sera called the bottom floor Purgatory.”

“Well, this is more girls in lingerie than I’ve seen in a while. Did I miss a memo, or something?”

“This. Is. Awesome.” Edith said, enthroned on a pile of very large stuffed animals. “I’ll get down to the main floor again eventually.”

“Nick? Why are you still here?” Beryl was sitting outside the nightclub, wrapped in a blanket. One of the nurses had given it to him. Apparently he was in shock or something. “It’s passed your bedtime.”

There was something digging into his side, and it wasn’t just the emergency pajamas under the owl costume. It felt a little bit like a metal pipe. He craned his neck to the side and confirmed: definitely metal pipe. It had gone right through the costume, up against his side. It seemed to be attached to a piece of cement, which was covering enough of the arm and side of the costume that he couldn’t move.

“Hello?” He asked as he coughed up dust. “Anyone here?”

“Bet this isn’t what you anticipated when I told you we were going to Heaven.” Lily joked before tossing a stuffed animal at her boyfriend’s face. It felt easy to be openly happy with him now that Marls had a girl and Mary almost certainly had a boy. It felt a little less like showing off somehow. “You should have a room like this at your place. Also, yes, these are your pajamas.”

It was very easy to break into high society parties. Especially when you were technically invited. She and Devereaux had better places to be. Namely: a pajama party.

Laure had her outfit shrunk down and hidden in her purse, and fully planned on raiding Dev’s closet for something suitable. “Bonne nuit, mon lapin!” She said, making a show of kissing his cheek for the crowds. “Give me the grand tour? It’s been oh so long.” She simpered, putting on a show of fawning fiancee. Then under her breath, just for him, Laure added: “Take me to your room, we’re breaking you out but you need a better outfit.”

“Why thank you, my pjs are cute. I found them on Mafalda’s floor.”