#cievent8

Stepping out of her bedroom, Poppy wiped quickly at her eyes just to make certain that all the tears were gone. It hadn’t been a big deal or anything, just her hormones acting up and making her emotional over all the people that had cared enough to come today, but she had still wanted to step away so no one had to see her lose her composure like that. After all, she was supposed to be the hostess and one of the cooks, and no one wanted to see someone throwing the party cry. As she made her way back into the kitchen, she passed through the living room and saw the door swing open with the latest guest. “Welcome!” she greeted, waving her arms to the person to invite them further inside. “Come on in. We have some of the food already out and ready, already but we’re still working on some of the big stuff so just bare with us!”

“please... just... don’t say it,” dipper requests as he sits down besides pacifica and buries his head into his hands. what it was that suddenly drew him to the blonde, he had no idea. because for all he hated her, and oh boy did he truly hate her, for some reason being near her felt like the better move than dealing with any of his actual friends right now. turning slightly to look at the girl, a thought slowly crosses his slightly clouded brain. “why are you here anyway? this doesn’t seem like your type of event.” @pacificanw​

she probably shouldn’t be doing this. there was most definitely some better way to go about all of this - but tink didn’t care. she was tired. tired of feeling shitty, tired of being confused, and most of all tired of being away from angelica. which is why she deliberately came to the friendsgiving party early (with the excuse that she was just tagging along with terence in an effort to help) and stayed standing in the background until angelica finally arrived. once the other blonde had done her rounds of greeting people and putting out the wine she had brought, tink made her way to the kitchen and began to finally fill up a plate for herself. “so... long time no see, huh?” she started lamely, feeling dumb already but not sure what else there was to say. @ambitchiousangelica​

heading over to the corner with his own plate of food, flynn leaned against the wall and glanced at his.... friend? acquaintance? honestly, he didn’t know what varian was to him - but the boy was being weird sitting off alone and flynn felt a little bad about it, so he figured he might as well give him some company. “so... cozy little corner you found here...” @varianbanks​

Taking the seat besides their sister, Ariel leaned forward to take a look at Aquata’s plate - inspecting what the older girl had picked out to eat for herself. “Oohh. Good selection. But you didn’t get any of Adella’s vegetables! We should support her dish! Here - “ Picking up a few carrots off of their own plate they dropped them down onto Aquata’s. “Now that’s better! So if she comes by now she’ll see that we both took some of her food.” @aquacakess-xx​

these types of parties really weren’t zander’s forte. no, in fact he usually avoided most any island-wide event or get together that wasn’t mandatory. but he knew branch. was maybe even friends with the man since seeing him nearly every day in the woods working on his bunker. and because of that he felt the need to at least stop by, considering it was partially his event. or at least, zander thought it was since it was at his house... either way, all that mattered was that he was here. with some wood that he had thought could go into the fireplace before finding out they don’t actually have one and leaving it awkwardly sitting against one of the walls in their living room next to where he, equally as awkwardly, stood. until he spotted a familiar face, one he was strangely excited to see. “i take it you didn’t follow a chipmunk here this time?” he jokingly asked as he left his spot and approached jane. @xx-janee​

With so many extra hands suddenly in the kitchen, Poppy took the opportunity to step aside and check on all of the guests. Making her rounds of thanking people for coming and making sure everyone was comfortable and happy, she noticed Branch sitting off on his own in the living room. Not a surprise there. The sight even brought a soft, fond smile on her face. He could be so predictable at times, but the fact that he was toughening it out most likely for her sake was enough to practically melt her heart. Coming up behind him, she leaned over the edge of the couch and placed her hands onto his shoulders. “It’s me,” she warned before he could react badly to the sudden touch. “You hanging in there?” @notxmrbrightside​

“i totally get to take partial credit for these, right? i mean, i was there the whole time you made them and i handed you ingredients - that definitely should count for something,” flynn asked, holding onto the container of food rapunzel had prepared for the friendsgiving party as they made their way up the walkway to the house. truth be told he hadn’t actually done that much to help out with making their dish, but now as they got closer to the actual event he felt sort of guilty for not doing more. @blcndiegothel​