#ftf: open

[thestevieevans]

WHO: OPEN​​​

WHEN: Friday. August 27th

WHERE: Club Halo / Seven Deadly Sins Party

It’s been a few hours into the party, and Stevie is thriving. The boys have played a few songs, he’s been drinking, tending the bar and just living his best life. How could he not be? This type of party was everything that Stevie could ever want in a party. Maybe shouldn’t have been drinking too much since he knew exactly what a lot of alcohol has done to him before. But he wasn’t going to focus on it. If he avoided all aspects of embarrassment he’d be fine.

“You know, you can’t hang by yourself all night. There’s a million areas to check out.” he says to the person who walks up to the bar. He’s grinning though, placing a drink in front of them. “If you want a voyaging buddy, you know I’m down to leave the bar for a few to hang out.” 

[bamfporter]

the welcoming hour | open

[ The lake was a stupid idea honestly. She couldn’t even figure out why she decided to actually come. It wasn’t like Jenny was good to her or deserved her sympathy. It would’ve probably looked suspicious if she didn’t come though, because everyone would be there basically. Luckily Jenny’s brother didn’t fail... or maybe a few of her friends didn’t fail and booze was spread out. It seemed like it was really going to be just that: a celebration. However, Reagan wanted to step away for a second after grabbing a bottle of beer that was in a cooler. It still didn’t seem like much of a celebration. Sitting down she took a swig of her beer and stared out at the lake — there was no denying the area was peaceful, it always was. ]

[bookwormlottie-blog]

The sensation was all too new for Charlotte. She had a fair amount of punch before discovering that it was spiked, and by the time she realized it was too late. Not that she was bothered that much. Everybody looked so happy dancing, and all she could do was join the fun and get the most out of it. As she was making her way off the dance floor to refill her cup, she accidentally stumbled and grabbed onto the first person she could find. “Oh gosh. ’m so sorry!” she mumbled apologetically. 

[rebelrockersebastian]

OPEN - Trashed - FTF

[Pipeline was starting to fill with people who came for Sebastian’s birthday. A few people tried to get in but a shake of Sebastian’s head was enough to deny them access. Many of the people at the party were people he got to know at Pipeline and the other half were the people of his school. The biggest reason why he had invited so many people was so he wouldn’t really be the center of attention. The biggest thing he wanted to do was fuck as many people as he could. It was hard, since he knew Chandler would hate it and probably Blaine too but it was his birthday and he didn’t want to limit himself. Relationship stuff would come later. Now, a lot of shots.]

[sunflowersinhistory]

“Alright, who’s the wise guy who thought it would be funny to block the hallway with --- what even is this? An oversized coat rack? A book shelf? Someone’s pretend friend?” Amy called out, more annoyed that she’d tripped over the thing than anything. 

[justsaygeronimo]

John searched through his pockets, frowning as he pulled item after item out and not one of them were his set of keys. That morning had been one of those rare occasions that he’d overslept, and so far that had just been the first domino in a long string of events that was making it a not very good day. “Oh... Come on...” he muttered to the door, patting it as if being kind to the door would get it to open for him when he was unable to procure his keys, which were no doubt still hanging on his wall next to his front door.  

[rebelrockersebastian]

FTF || Blaine’s Party || Open

I’m incredibly tempted to plug my ears but I guess I’ll just have to get wasted until I don’t hear the horrible music anymore.