Time to Party
Chase surveyed the rec room and wondered just how proud the Chase name would be of the work he'd done for the party. Sure, there weren't suits and no martini glasses, but he'd managed to cobble up a decent looking environment, setting up music that -- oh god, he hated admitting this -- he'd picked up a habit of listening to at the BDSM parties that he used to be taken to by Fiona, his ex.
There was food set out, the foods that he could manage to either beg, find, or make. The moonshine was easy enough, all he needed to do was give Jay the eyes and there were proper glasses of it set up, like it was an actual party and not just some hoedown in the Hick Family Barn, or whatever.
He'd even changed to look decent, his own gifts waiting for the birthday boy and the birthday old man.
And he waited, wondering just how much he was bound to succeed or fail.
[This is the party! Gathering post! See post in slated for more info]
There was food set out, the foods that he could manage to either beg, find, or make. The moonshine was easy enough, all he needed to do was give Jay the eyes and there were proper glasses of it set up, like it was an actual party and not just some hoedown in the Hick Family Barn, or whatever.
He'd even changed to look decent, his own gifts waiting for the birthday boy and the birthday old man.
And he waited, wondering just how much he was bound to succeed or fail.
[This is the party! Gathering post! See post in slated for more info]