Party Thread (because I'm so clever with names)

[riverfox-237.livejournal.com]

Who: Eeeeverybody!
What: Party time has finally arrived! Time for everyone to relax a little after all the recent craziness.
Where: Tifa's Bar
When: Friday, Aug. 7
Notes: Open log, thread however. Try not to break the bar.

Everything was ready to go. Seventh Heaven was sparkling clean for the occasion, tables and chairs spaced out nicely across the room. A table against the wall was loaded with a wide variety of food and drinks, both homemade and storebought, and another table held a stack of games in case anyone was in the mood. It was a pretty simple set-up, but everyone who had helped seemed to think that it was just right.

Jenn was nervous, and excited. Finally, she was going to meet all of the people she'd been talking to on the network this past month! She'd been eagerly waiting for this party ever since they'd started set-up (and the chocolate-chip cookies over on the snack table were Jenn Specialty). Now they just needed to arrive. Being the self-designated greeter, Jenn took up a position by the door and waited to point people to the snacks. She made a valiant effort not to look like an overexited geek.

Comments

[not-asoldier.livejournal.com]

"Right" He said, eyebrow raising at bit at Sora's odd grin. "Well, you have a long way to go, you're still one of the shortest ones here..."

[a-total-sap.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Sora exclaimed, brandishing a nacho at Cloud. "We can't all be freakishly tall like some people!"

[not-asoldier.livejournal.com]

"No, we can't," Cloud said as he looked Sora over, "You're probablly gonna end up taller than me, though."

[a-total-sap.livejournal.com]

Sora's grin, if possible, grew ever wider, and he pumped his fist into the air. "Awesome!" Of course, this unbalanced his plate, and about half of his nachos, barbequed meatballs, and pizza rolls went falling to the floor. "Ack!"

He tried to catch some of the food, but it was already too late. With numerous "plops", half of his plate ended up on the floor. The keybearer sighed miserably and reached for some napkins to start cleaning up the mess.