We're wide awake now, our eyes are wide open. We're running this world, we keeping it turning

[opheliac]

Who: EVERYONE ON THIS DANG SHIP!
What: IT'S A PARTTTYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When: last week of april before more shit happens.
Where: rischie
Warnings: PG-13??? alcohol is definitely involved, teens being teens, drunk people or doing bad decisions??? who is to say!!!





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★ ENTRANCE.
★ THE DANCE FLOOR.
★ AT THE BAR.
★ GAME AREA.
★ DJ TABLE // PRIVATE WITH JINX
★ LOSER CORNER.
★ THE FOOD TABLE.
★ KARAOKE.
★ OUTSIDE RISCHIE.
★ WILDCARD.

Comments

[businessorlibation]

"You're right, it's not. But you and I can learn to move to this new music, or figure out something completely our own. There's no one else from our time and our worlds to tell us we're wrong, is there?"

It's a playful offer, his eyes gleaming with humor.

[lightconductor]

"This is true," Watson says, smiling over the rim of his glass. "And there wouldn't be anyone to throw us in the dock, and this not even a molly-house where such things are expected."

Sometimes that idea makes him feel giddy.

"I cannot promise I wouldn't make a hash out of it, but I do have half a mind to ask you to dance with me, even if that would ruin any pretence of secrecy."

[businessorlibation]

"We're roommates and friends. Beyond that, it really isn't anyone's business. I'll hold myself back from kissing you on the dance floor. Can you do the same?"

Is that the lightest note of a challenge, there?

[lightconductor]

"I can be a perfect gentleman," Watson says, "or at least I can appear to be. Perhaps the thing to do is dance with several other people, for whom I care less, to distract from the dance that is rather more meaningful."

He smiles, innocent.

[businessorlibation]

"You do that, and come back when you've built the proper foundation for our dance to seem innocent. And John?" The use of his given name is deliberate. "Have fun out there, but don't tire yourself out too much."

[lightconductor]

He chuckles, grinning with far more warmth than would be unsuspicious.

"Have no fear, I will certainly save enough stamina for you, whatever you wish me to put my energies to." Watson lifts his glass in a sort of toast. "I'll see you later, my dear fellow."