open event starter
The event did say twenty and up, but Dani was fairly certain she was still the only one underage at the Sandersons’ party. In truth, she did not want to be there, already feeling on edge from the possibility of weird shit happening, as she’d learned that when it came to those three, shit was always weird. Still, she couldn’t just sit home while Max insisted upon coming, the fear of him doing something stupid like lighting a cursed candle a looming threat. With her brother nowhere in sight (despite their parents telling him to watch after her), Dani was left without someone to talk to or even so much as get her a drink. “Hey, you!” she called to the person in the back of the line for the bar. “I don’t know what the drinking age is in your part of town, but my ID is with my brother, who’s nowhere to be found, and no shot the bartender isn’t going to card me. Help a girl out?”












