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Characters: Zack Fair, Aerith Gainsborough, and COMPANY! :D
Location: Their new apartment!
Rating: PG-13 (booze, man. Booze.)
Time: 7:00pm December 5th
Description: A New-Apartment-Welcome-Back-Congrats-On-The-New-Job-Aerith-Owe-Yuffie-A-Chicken-Dinner party for Zack, Aerith, and all their friends! Come on, come all!
In the end, Zack just hoped everyone liked what he had managed to do.
The move had gone fluidly (he and Aerith were a team made in heaven), and the unpacking transpired far faster than expected. Momentarily, he had been concerned over the short time frame -packmoveunpackdinnerparty-but with their combined skills and stubbornness to never quit, the place looked presentable. Better than presentable! It looked ready!
...too bad the same couldn’t be said for the kitchen today.
In the air hung the subtle undertone of a charred chicken, the air still slightly clouded with smoke regardless of several open windows. The sink cradled the blackened pots that at one might have held potatoes, though it was near impossible to tell without a crack forensics team. Several attempts at candles proved themselves to be completely in vain; the death of a meal still haunted them. Zack refused to admit who was at fault; the guilt laid with both of them.
He looked at the mess sheepishly, shrugged and started to pull out the spoils a quick run to the nearest fast food joint had earned them. Maybe he could make these cheap burgers look good! A little garnish here, some fluffing of mashed buns there… If they unwrapped everything, no one would ever know, right?
Shiva, who was he kidding?
“So, I guess we resort to plan B, huh?” He smiled a little at Aerith, a sneaky little thing. “Get them all so drunk they don’t even notice!”
Mmmhm! This was his kind of party. He just hoped it was everyone else’s, too.
[OOC: Feel free to do individual threads amongst yourselves, if you want. :D Anything goes! I'm crashing out now, so I'll hit it up tomorrow. ]
Location: Their new apartment!
Rating: PG-13 (booze, man. Booze.)
Time: 7:00pm December 5th
Description: A New-Apartment-Welcome-Back-Congrats-On-The-New-Job-Aerith-Owe-Yuffie-A-Chicken-Dinner party for Zack, Aerith, and all their friends! Come on, come all!
In the end, Zack just hoped everyone liked what he had managed to do.
The move had gone fluidly (he and Aerith were a team made in heaven), and the unpacking transpired far faster than expected. Momentarily, he had been concerned over the short time frame -packmoveunpackdinnerparty-but with their combined skills and stubbornness to never quit, the place looked presentable. Better than presentable! It looked ready!
...too bad the same couldn’t be said for the kitchen today.
In the air hung the subtle undertone of a charred chicken, the air still slightly clouded with smoke regardless of several open windows. The sink cradled the blackened pots that at one might have held potatoes, though it was near impossible to tell without a crack forensics team. Several attempts at candles proved themselves to be completely in vain; the death of a meal still haunted them. Zack refused to admit who was at fault; the guilt laid with both of them.
He looked at the mess sheepishly, shrugged and started to pull out the spoils a quick run to the nearest fast food joint had earned them. Maybe he could make these cheap burgers look good! A little garnish here, some fluffing of mashed buns there… If they unwrapped everything, no one would ever know, right?
Shiva, who was he kidding?
“So, I guess we resort to plan B, huh?” He smiled a little at Aerith, a sneaky little thing. “Get them all so drunk they don’t even notice!”
Mmmhm! This was his kind of party. He just hoped it was everyone else’s, too.
[OOC: Feel free to do individual threads amongst yourselves, if you want. :D Anything goes! I'm crashing out now, so I'll hit it up tomorrow. ]