#21.8.1978

[pwormtail-blog]

opting in ||marlene & peter ||21.8.1978

He'd made the choice last minute, he'd been thinking about just staying at the flat since it was the firs night he'd had off in weeks. And usually if he got a day off he spent it sleeping straight on through. The boys were going to go, some of the stag ( the joke had been made there was no taking it back when they started saying they were going Prongs ), the stag himself probably meeting up with Lily. He'd bowed out at first, waving them off to go drop himself into bed. It wasn't like he wasn't more interested in his sheets than some party, sorry Gala. It was a massive hoity toity affair and he just wasn't interested.

Until he'd heard through the din in the conversation in the other room that Marlene wasn't going. Opting to stay at home in her pajamas. While it sounded like her and he was opting for the same thing something didn't set right. After about an hour there was no noise to alert him that anyone was home, his eyes dropped slowly but he couldn't settle his mind. He tossed and turned a bit before getting up and trudging through the house to where James had nearly thrown a suit at him to urge him to go. 

So here he was, knocking on Mars door. He leaned against the frame until she opened, looking her up and down for a moment before his brow raised. He was in a suit of all things, but his cigarette was hanging from his lip as always. "Got a dress?"

@littlemissmckinnon

[prince-amycus]

Amycus hated a lot of things as a child, in particular, he hated when his parents forced him into a suit and dragged him along to a party he had no interest or business being at. He grew out of a lot of his hatred and gained oodles more as time when on, but his hatred for parties had changed. He no longer saw them as time wasted that could be spent doing something else, he now saw them as an opportunity to watch the people that he felt needed to be watched. He’d also grown to have an appreciation for suits, he only liked to wear the best of the best and a party like this allowed him to show that off, straight down to the velvet shoes. While the shoes hadn’t been his first choice, he wasn’t going to forfeit on a bet, especially not with Rita.  Another perk to these parties was Evan. He saw Evan often and was often overjoyed when he was wearing nothing, there was something special when he was also in a three piece suit though. He struggled to keep his hands to himself as he approached him, in the end failing to do so as he ran a hand over the front of Evan’s jacket. “You look nice.” 

@oceaneyesrosier