for: open location: basement party time: whatever time works best your muse!
Dario had been spending most of his time so far snacking away, though if you asked him he’d tell you it was just a thorough quality check on the spread—community service, really, and certainly not the munchies…even though it was absolutely the latter. He swayed a little to the music, fingers drumming on the edge of the table as he glanced around the basement, lazily searching for anyone who didn't look like they were too caught up in their conversation so he could wander over.
Spotting someone, he closes the short distance, an inviting grin spread across his face. “Okay, real important question,” he said, leaning just enough to cut through the music, voice playful and warm as usual. “You having a good time, or do I need to distract you with a really cool magic trick?” He gave a small shrug and chuckle. “Cool is subjective, obviously, but I promise it’ll at least be entertaining.”

















