Goodbye Party; Hello Fun!
WHO: Feliciano, Romano, Roderich, Yong Soo,kiki Kiku, Lenna, Kim, Snorri, Yao, Gilbert, Ludwig, Emiliana, Sindre, Vash, Mei, Ivan, everyone else who decides to come to the party
WHEN: Thursday night; 8:10pm
WHERE: Vargas Pizzeria (for now)
WHAT: Meeting up for Feliciano's self thrown goodbye bash GO HERE PLZ TO KNOW ABOUT GROUP POSTS
RATING: R for swearing, drinking, lewd comments and bitch fights... Oh and dirty dancing. *cough* Some menz making out too... with really touchy hands...
Feliciano tilted back in his chair boredly, humming a song. Right now he was waiting for people to start showing up, hoping that more came than actually replied on his blog. Just a few people wouldn't be very fun and he wanted to have tons of fun tonight. As of now, there were a few tables filled, people talking and laughing over their late dinners and chatting with their one of the people working tonight. He already knew Romano wouldn't go no matter what he had said at home earlier. In reality he could have just gone straight into the kitchen and whined to his mother, or father if he wasn't in those back rooms again, and had almost done just that but with his brother in such a pissy mood he didn't want him even angrier and not speaking to the younger for his last week or so home.
"Ve, I hope people start showing up soon..." The Italian let the chair legs hit the floor then stood up to go to the entrance. It was still about twenty minutes to the meeting time, but, maybe some people would show up early. After a quick peak outside that showed no one was coming yet - that he recognized in the dark at least - he turned and hoped over the counter to get himself a drink, smiling at one of the workers as he did so and careful to not spill anything on his outfit.
Heck he was rather proud of his now proclaimed 'clubbing gear'. Pft, you thought he was going to wear everyday clothes to a party? Yeah, right. The short shorts were the same (Feliciano would argue they were a shade darker) but the rest had changed drastically from just a V-neck shirt. Platform shoes (black and borrowed from one of the models), thigh high baby blue socks and his favorite shirt... Okay, so it had been his favorite shirt as a little kid, but, it had been huge back then. Now... now it was far too tiny and showed a bit too much skin in the stomach area for some people. He was lucky Romano hadn't seen the outfit before he left for work because who knew if the elder would flip out or not with his current state.
WHEN: Thursday night; 8:10pm
WHERE: Vargas Pizzeria (for now)
WHAT: Meeting up for Feliciano's self thrown goodbye bash GO HERE PLZ TO KNOW ABOUT GROUP POSTS
RATING: R for swearing, drinking, lewd comments and bitch fights... Oh and dirty dancing. *cough* Some menz making out too... with really touchy hands...
Feliciano tilted back in his chair boredly, humming a song. Right now he was waiting for people to start showing up, hoping that more came than actually replied on his blog. Just a few people wouldn't be very fun and he wanted to have tons of fun tonight. As of now, there were a few tables filled, people talking and laughing over their late dinners and chatting with their one of the people working tonight. He already knew Romano wouldn't go no matter what he had said at home earlier. In reality he could have just gone straight into the kitchen and whined to his mother, or father if he wasn't in those back rooms again, and had almost done just that but with his brother in such a pissy mood he didn't want him even angrier and not speaking to the younger for his last week or so home.
"Ve, I hope people start showing up soon..." The Italian let the chair legs hit the floor then stood up to go to the entrance. It was still about twenty minutes to the meeting time, but, maybe some people would show up early. After a quick peak outside that showed no one was coming yet - that he recognized in the dark at least - he turned and hoped over the counter to get himself a drink, smiling at one of the workers as he did so and careful to not spill anything on his outfit.
Heck he was rather proud of his now proclaimed 'clubbing gear'. Pft, you thought he was going to wear everyday clothes to a party? Yeah, right. The short shorts were the same (Feliciano would argue they were a shade darker) but the rest had changed drastically from just a V-neck shirt. Platform shoes (black and borrowed from one of the models), thigh high baby blue socks and his favorite shirt... Okay, so it had been his favorite shirt as a little kid, but, it had been huge back then. Now... now it was far too tiny and showed a bit too much skin in the stomach area for some people. He was lucky Romano hadn't seen the outfit before he left for work because who knew if the elder would flip out or not with his current state.