suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

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[theirduality]

[flitting from one end of the tent to the other, making sure everything is nice and awesome. and possibly conversing with a member of the zombie orchestra.]

No, you're supposed to hold it like- that, see? Like that!

[hardlyboy]

Ah, Kuro-san.

[decked out in this snazzy number, holding a Gardenia]

[theirduality]

[decked out in this.]

Oh, hey!

[hardlyboy]

Good evening.

[crosses one arm over her chest and bows, then holds out the Gardenia]

Please, accept this.

[theirduality]

So formal, so formal . . . thanks.

[takes it!]

[hardlyboy]

You're quite welcome. I take it these are last-minute preparations?

[theirduality]

Yeah, something like that. These guys . . . they're not the greatest, but they do.

[hardlyboy]

May I assist at all?

[theirduality]

I think we're good here.

[hardlyboy]

Very well.

[theirduality]

You can help me by having fun.

[hardlyboy]

[right, right, gotta not be a total stick-in-the-mud]

I shall make it top priority, Kuro-san. Would you care to accompany me?

[theirduality]

But of course.

[holds out her arm!]

[hardlyboy]

[takes it LIKE A GENTLEMAN]

Where shall we go first?

[theirduality]

Do you want a drink?

[hardlyboy]

That depends. Do you?