@kittymxstrxno
After spending months planning out their tent, Imogen could barely believe that the week of the event was almost gone already. Five days in and everything was going as swimmingly as things could at a music festival. Today, being the fifth day of the festival, was the food day at the WFUS tent. Tables with different types of treats and drinks were placed on the edges of the tent, acting as a barrier between guests and the staff, and Imogen was enjoying that just fine. Picking at treats under the shade, she mostly picked at the ones she and Avery had tampered with. Taking a potion-infused cookie here and a lemonade there ensured a positively buzzed mindset for the witch, but for extra measure, she also managed to get her hands on some actual booze earlier. Smirking as she watched a guest burp bubbles after drinking one of their iced teas, Imogen turned and walked over to the pastry side of the tent, bumping her hip against her sister’s when she reached her. “Hey hey!” She greeted, shooting Kitty a grin. “How are things goin’ over here? You having fun?”
