Movie Night (closed)
Characters: Odd, Ginger
Content: Watching movies on a laptop and sharing stolen food. This sounds normal, right?
Location: Ginger’s apartment near Union Square
Time of day: early evening
Warnings: Language, and the threats and sharkyness that comes from putting a psychopathic werewolf in the same room as the smooth-talking guy who sees dead people.
Having attended only three parties in the past several years, and two of them being for her sister’s birthday, Ginger wasn’t exactly sure what people did when they threw a party. Granted, this wasn’t really a party, per say, but Odd had called it one over the journal system, and maybe it was okay to think of it that way. They….did thing. Normal people things like socializing and talking and getting so fucking drunk that they did stupid things and other people took pictures and used them for blackmail at a later date.
Tapping her chin with a nail, Ginger considered that maybe she was thinking of the wrong kind of party.
All they were going to do was watch movies. She’d found the one Odd wanted, and a few others. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, for one. Bridgette had liked that one very much, when they’d watched it.
Oh well. She’d found candy. And Microwave popcorn. But the candy was the best. It was chocolate and sugar and more chocolate that hadn’t gone bad yet.
Sitting on the stairs outside the apartment she’d taken, Ginger stretched, and waited for Odd to show up.
Content: Watching movies on a laptop and sharing stolen food. This sounds normal, right?
Location: Ginger’s apartment near Union Square
Time of day: early evening
Warnings: Language, and the threats and sharkyness that comes from putting a psychopathic werewolf in the same room as the smooth-talking guy who sees dead people.
Having attended only three parties in the past several years, and two of them being for her sister’s birthday, Ginger wasn’t exactly sure what people did when they threw a party. Granted, this wasn’t really a party, per say, but Odd had called it one over the journal system, and maybe it was okay to think of it that way. They….did thing. Normal people things like socializing and talking and getting so fucking drunk that they did stupid things and other people took pictures and used them for blackmail at a later date.
Tapping her chin with a nail, Ginger considered that maybe she was thinking of the wrong kind of party.
All they were going to do was watch movies. She’d found the one Odd wanted, and a few others. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, for one. Bridgette had liked that one very much, when they’d watched it.
Oh well. She’d found candy. And Microwave popcorn. But the candy was the best. It was chocolate and sugar and more chocolate that hadn’t gone bad yet.
Sitting on the stairs outside the apartment she’d taken, Ginger stretched, and waited for Odd to show up.