#happiestevent5

“Here you go,” Sally said with a smile, handing the partygoer a plastic cup of blood-red punch. She was looking carefully at all the costumes, maintaining her usual, chipper store demeanor while guarding the punch bowl, trying to recognize familiar faces in the crowd. With one party already having been attended, the Spring Hootenanny, Sally did feel rather confident in herself at this new event... Even though she was getting more than a little bit dizzy already by the loud music, the colorful lights, the amount of stimuli going on.

Regardless, she smiled and swirled the punch, taking little sips herself, looking through the dancing multitude for a certain couple of friends... When, snapping her out of her thoughts, another person came forward, supposedly for a cup. “Having fun?” she asked gently, though loud enough for the other person to hear her.

Broden was antsy, waiting for something exciting to happen. Everything was right for some crazy drama to go down, but everything was still calm. Well, at least as calm as a town-wide party could be. He had found a decoration to hide behind and found a target. Someone wearing a costume with a hat. Barrel brought out the jelly beans. He ate one bean then tossed the second at the hat. He missed, but no one noticed. He ate another and threw again, though this time he hit! Still, no one noticed. He repeated the process a few more times until several jelly beans had made it into the hat without a single soul noticing. He was ready to throw another one but then someone walked right into his path and got beamed in the face with the sugary bean.

Barrel nearly jumped in surprise now that he was noticed. Without his siblings to back him up his instinct was to hide among the crowd to escape consequences, but he was cornered and unable to run so he resorted to his next instinct. Be friendly. “Jellybean?” he asked, offering the bag to his accidental victim.

she found herself sitting at an empty table with a drink and scrolling through her phone. an unamused and disinterested look clearly on her features. as soon as her parents took their eyes off of her, she would be out of the place like a shot.

@happieststarters​

She had left James barely ten minutes ago, so he could talk to his friends, and had wandered over to where some (hopefully) amusing games were taking place, just so she could watch and roll her eyes. “I don’t do water sports,” Tina insisted, as someone asked her join in a game of apple bobbing.

Her arrival to the party should have been formally announced, with how magnificent she looked. Bejeweled and fluffed up, in her most divine lilac sparkly gown, dazzling by itself but even more eye-catching by the glittering choker and matching bracelets on her wrists, it would have been a glamorous vision by itself; but, of course, since it was a costume party, she had paired it with the simplest and classiest of Halloween outfits (that is, if you weren’t lazy or, let’s say, indecent about it): a cat. So she was sporting fluffy white kitty ears, and an equally fluffy white kitty tail. Truly, if someone had begun taking pictures of Yaiza in such wonderful attire, it would surprise her not one bit...

But then she examined her surroundings, and realized how out of place everyone else’s costumes were. A few, even the indecent ones, had a certain effort and charm to them, clearly having been well thought out and planned: but so, so many others seemed fished out of a cotillón’s discount basket. She couldn’t avoid a grimace when a couple dressed up as... something, shapeless and garish, passed by her. And, as if this wasn’t enough, the music...! Blaring, awful music, the sort people just put in the background, not caring in the slightest if it had any artistic value, even less if it was music at all. So, with a resigned sigh, she took a bill out of her garter (the second safest place to store goods in lieu of a bag) and waved it in front of the nearest person. “I’ll give you ten dollars if you get the disk-jockey to play actual party music.”