#394vday

[drfcstrs]

Jane scrunched her nose when a party-goer, who’d obviously had a little too much to drink, nearly bumped into her on their way through the crowd. “I swear,” she breathed, making sure they hadn’t spilled their drink on her dress. “I have no idea why people thinking getting to that point is attractive.”

[cptcvrter]

"Is this seat taken?" Peggy questioned, approaching the empty seat at the table. "It's crowded. I need a breather."

[strongestavengerthor]

Crash! The lightning crashed down all around him and for a moment the crowd hushed. Thor lifted his hammer triumphantly. "Happy Day of Saint Valentine!" he declared. "Let the feast and festivities, continue!" His armor was brightly polished, as was Mjolnir, and he wore his finest crimson cape. Stark had told him that this was a formal event, after all.

[j-stcrm]

"God, do you even recognize anyone here?" Johnny made his way through the crowd and to the bar. He looked over at the other. "Can I get you a drink?"

[akastartatthebeginning]

"God, I hope there's whiskey," Jessica muttered, craning her neck to try and get a better glimpse at the bar. But goddamn everyone was wearing heels and all she saw was fancy freakin' hairdos. She sighed irritably, and turned to the person beside her. "Can you see anything? All I can see are the backs of people's heads. If I see another tiara, I'm gonna puke."

[awclintno]

Parties were not exactly Clint's thing. He could fake it reasonably well. Sometimes he pretended he was performing again, standing in the ring at the circus with his bow drawn. Or that he was on a mission, gather intel, charm the mark, notice who was talking to who, and don't get caught. At least this was familiar territory, he'd been in Stark Tower a bunch of times. He still clocked the exits, the weak points, the tactical odds and ends. Force of habit. He had a Cupids Bow and Arrow slung over his shoulder, the quiver holding only flowers tonight. He'd been dressed by Tony and Loki, and he had even gotten a little tuxedo for Lucky, who stood at his side with a rose in his mouth, wagging his tail. The new aids from Tony were way more comfortable than his old ones, but also more sensitive. He heard the footsteps coming up behind him, and he looked back with a smile. "Cutest guy here right?" he said, pointing to Lucky. "I mean, no contest at all. Everyone else should go home really."