Cave Rave

[noonelaughed]

It seems like it's been forever since Chris has been to a real, proper blowout. There aren't exactly any clubs on the island for this sort of thing, and the last time Chris had any kind of party in his own hut, it'd taken him fuckin' ages to properly sort out the damage. As it was, he was still finding brownie crumbs and other people's coats when

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[not_so_smooth]

Sam could kiss Claire. Or at least, he could have kissed Claire had he known she was the one that brought the substance-free cupcakes. If he had actually believed that they were substance-free. As it was, he thought it was a clever (or perhaps not so clever) plot to get the people who tried to remain sober... not remain sober.

Also, he's a little distracted by how Claire looks in her dress, enough that he when he wandered up a moment after she her place the cupcakes and put down the note he hadn't realized it was her had that done so. Dressed a bit more random than Claire, he felt a bit out of place for a moment as he tried to think of something to say to her.

"I wonder how gullible someone things we are... like the cupcakes are really going to be substance free. It's not even a clever attempt to drug people who aren't trying to get stoned."

[lucked]

The remark suddenly makes Claire feel pretty naive.

Because Sam's right, after all. A sign like that could very easily have been written by someone trying to get the partygoers roofied, penned by anyone who wanted to loosen people up. The very thought brings a sharp frown to her face, hoping against all odds that there isn't anyone at the party or on the island who'd pull a stunt like that. Maybe that's expecting too much, but Claire's only come across decent people on the island as of yet, the whole population seeming to treat one another like one great extended family. Coercion shouldn't have anywhere to fit.

"If someone really tried to pull a stunt like that, I'd sock them in the jaw," Claire replies, expression momentarily dark. "You don't have to worry about those cupcakes, though. I baked them myself, I know they're safe."

[not_so_smooth]

Sam winced at his mistake. Claire had spent all the time making cupcakes and he had just suggested that they were laced with something. This was definitely not a fantastic start to his evening.

"Alright, then I think I'll give one a try," Sam said, reaching out and taking one of the cupcakes. "And if they're not, I look forward to my mind control cupcake induced position in the ranks of the anti-clown army."

Sam lifted the cupcake in salute before taking a bite. And then another bite. And another. The cupcake was amazing and he quickly finished it, licking the frosting off his fingers.

"Okay, if for some reason these are not all gone by the end of the night, I officially claim them. All of them. Even the crumbs."

[lucked]

Sam had this strange effect of helping Claire forget her troubles, mostly with the way that his humor was so off-the-mark that she couldn't help but be amused by it all. She laughed, an almost incredulous sort of laugh, as he practically inhaled her cupcake, one hand moving up to brush by the side of her neck, wondering if he was just humoring her. Didn't matter, though. Either her cupcakes really were that delicious, or he was a friend good enough to pad her ego when needed.

It was a win-win situation.

"Well, it's good to know that my plans of ruling the island by cupcake-induced euphoria are well underway, and completely feasible," Claire grinned, placing her hands on her hips. "But you are completely welcome to as many cupcakes as you like, except for the one in the corner with the candle. That's for Chris, the guy who put this all together. It's his birthday today, and he really likes fish, so..."

She shrugged, pursing her lips, still unable to fight down a smile.

[not_so_smooth]

"That would explain all the fish signs," Sam said with an understanding nod. It also meant that maybe this was something someone actually planned, instead of a random thing the island decided to do. Sam was sort of hoping that someone had actually planned this.

"So are you just being thoughtful for anyone who is actually going to try the near impossible and escape this thing sober, or are you yourself going to try and keep from taking so many mind altering substances you think you're surrounded by cave-people painted in neon, gathering at the dawn of humanity?"

[lucked]

She cringed a little at the description, though her smile was still wide enough that it felt almost painful. Bobbing her head from side to side in consideration and scanning across the cave one more time, she turned to face Sam again and leaned in conspiratorially. "Honestly?" she said, "I'm not so sure 'cave people painted in neon' is inaccurate to me, even when I'm sober."

Bouncing slightly on her heels in time to the music (something by Lady Gaga, an artist Claire had really grown fond of after hearing her hits on the jukebox so often), Claire reached for a cupcake and scooped off some of the frosting with her finger.

"But... well, the cupcakes are for everyone, really, myself included. I'm definitely not keen on getting high. Last time there was a party like this, I had a brownie without realizing they were spiked, and the result was really complicated. Without going past first base, either."

[not_so_smooth]

"You know what, I think you're right," Sam said with a solemn nod. "Everyone is definitely embracing their inner caveperson and 80's neon child tonight."

Not that cavemen ever had sounds quite this sweet in their caves, but they probably did have this much electronica in their music in the 80's.

"But I'm generally staying away from all the food and drink here for the same reasons. I don't need anything to help me make horribly bad decisions. I am seriously awesome at that on my own."

[lucked]

Claire listened attentively, hoping for a good story as she quickly licked the frosting off her finger. There were many different ways to eat a cupcake, but right then she found that she was generally nervous enough that she didn't really care to eat the cake portion of the treat, worried about how it'd affect her stomach. So, for the moment, she stuck with the sugar. Hoping that it'd serve as a decent pick-me-up.

Tilting her head, she tossed her hair out of the way, over a shoulder.

"Horribly bad decisions all on your own? Doesn't sound like the Sam I know," Claire countered, brow knit with doubt. "Care to elaborate?"

[not_so_smooth]

Okay, the sucking the frosting from her finger thing was just pure evil, even if Sam was pretty sure she didn't mean anything by it. That almost made it more evil.

"Just your everyday, 'Go for the girl that you have no chance with then see make out with other guys at the rave' type decisions," Sam confessed. He hadn't intended to really say anything, but the bitterness was sort of welling up and it needed some sort of outlet. Unfortunately, Claire seemed to ask the right question at the right time.

"But, I have had the most amazing cupcake I've ever had since arriving on the island, and that makes it mostly all better."

[lucked]

She pursed her lips, considering Sam's situation, her thumb running along the line of her jaw in thought. Even just glancing around, though, it seemed like there were plenty of people making out for the hell of it at the party, enough that Claire might have blushed at it, had she not already been to one such rave before. Instead, she leaned back against the refreshment table, carefully so as to make sure that she wouldn't topple it over with her weight.

"Honestly? A lot of people at these parties make out with other guys. It's kind of... I mean, it's a rave, you come here with certain expectations." Claire shrugged, folding her hands in her lap. "Not that it's usually my kind of thing, but even the last one I went to, I end up making out with two people. Regretted it the next day, believe me. Have you made it clear to the girl that you like her?"

Claire tilted her head, giving Sam a pointed look. "Because while I'm really glad my cupcakes are well-received, if you haven't said anything, kissing a lot of boys at this party is free

[not_so_smooth]

That was pretty much the exact opposite of what Sam wanted to hear at this point. Even if he hadn't exactly told Cassie how he felt about her, he knew there was a sort of unspoken understanding of attraction between them. If she was going to kiss guys just because they hadn't "officially" said anything because it was some sort of loophole, that was bullshit as far as Sam was concerned.

"Yeah, I made it pretty clear how I felt," he said. The fact that he had straight out tried to kiss her while they were in her dream world was a pretty clear indicator.

"I think this is pretty much her way of showing me that she's not interested. Which is... you know, that's fine. I guess she just... wasn't who I thought she was."

Which was disappointing, but Sam could deal with it. Possibly somewhat poorly and by working through a lot of bitterness, but he could.

"Besides, this is a rave, right?" he added, flashing a smile. "This is a fun place. No Debbie Downers here."

[lucked]

Claire's expression grew harder for an instant, before she straightened herself, stood at full height. One of the subconscious habits she had, making up for her lack in height, trying to impress herself more heavily on another person. Without pockets to stick her hands into, she could only fold them a bit awkwardly in front of herself, tilting her head and getting a better look at Sam

[not_so_smooth]

Sam could understand what Claire was saying and he knew that she had a good point. But by the same token, he knew that no one force Cassie to come here or to get so... into the spirit of things. All Sam could see was the fact that Cassie he how he felt about her, she had made sure he knew she was going, and then proceed to make out with all sorts of people once she got here. Maybe he was overreacting a little, but he couldn't help it. Or he didn't want to help it.

"It's fine, seriously, I shouldn't have even brought it up," he said, giving a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's not really a big deal or a thing anyways, but I appreciate the advice, honestly I do and I'll take that into consideration."