74 Godiva Street, Saturday Afternoon/Evening

[fjordicswagger]

So Tamsin hadn't actually lived in Europe for a long time. That didn't mean she didn't feel some - ugh - affection for some of it. And its weirder bits.

... which was to say that yes, she was watching Eurovision today. She'd even stocked up on the traditional Loads of Booze for the occasion, and she was bopping along - IN PRIVATE - to last year's

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Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

To this entirely informal thing that might just wind up Tamsin on the sofa by herself drinking and watching Eurovision, or might be a social gathering or something.

It's not like she's really invested in either option.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara didn't pay any attention to social media, so she was surprised as anyone to find herself being by herded towards Tamsin's a bunch of squirrels who ever even drunker (and more glittery) than usual.

"I'm not even from Europe," she protested, only to be greeted by more chittering. "Or there!"

Thanks a lot, Leroy.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin opened up the door. "Are you really going to complain about free booze?" she asked.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[wrongkindofsith]

"I work at the bar," Cara pointed out. "And they didn't lead with that."

Glitter, they'd been focused on the glitter.

Food/Drinks

[fjordicswagger]

It's Bring Your Own Food, but Tamsin has kindly provided a LOT OF drinks tonight.

Eurovision makes her feel sentimental.

Watch Eurovision

[fjordicswagger]

[ livestream is heeeeeere! or here.]

Re: Watch Eurovision

[fjordicswagger]

"Oh, it's on," Tamsin said, grabbing a glass of something heavily alcoholic and setting her ass down on the couch. "... Is that one wearing a tentacle monster?"

Talk to Tamsin

[fjordicswagger]

You could do that or whatever. She's there.

OOC

[fjordicswagger]

I blame skullpoopl for putting this in my head five seconds before I went to sleep last night.

What is Eurovision?