#happiestevent6

[notasweetnightingale]

If anyone were to take one look at Deziree Tremaine and say she looked absolutely thrilled to be at the Hootenanny, they would be lying through their teeth. She was here only out of obligation. Obligation to tradition and her mother’s voice in the back of her head. It was mortifying, standing here in a dress that was out of season amongst Redwood residents flaunting their most expensive garb, and still feeling the obligation to network with anyone above her station, despite the utter failure that it was proving (and had proven) to be. Demoralizing was the understatement of the century.

By eight thirty, Deziree had become what she had always been told not to; an undesirable wallflower. Lingering at the edge of the room, nursing her one free drink... Judging the absolutely horrendous accessory choices some of the party-goers were sporting. If it wasn’t for the major FOMO she’d have already gone home, despite mommy dearest’s voice.

[xaspiringbeamoflightx]

Tina had been roped into working on the make-up team for the production of Into the Woods, mostly against her will, and after much huffing and hawing about it. She liked make-up well enough (she was intent on finishing that goddamned degree at some point) but the backstage environment of an amateur production wasn’t exactly great for her patience. James had waxed-poetic about how it would be an excuse to spend more time with him while he did something he loved, as she had hardly seen him due to all the rehearsals (also not helping the patience), but it seemed that might not happen after all, once she received the list and references for all the ensemble cast she had been assigned to. (And yes, she had seen one Wendybird on the list, and yes, she pouted enough to have her removed from said list.)

Tina now sat perched on one of the vanities flicking through the reference book, waiting for her next victim cast member. “Do you think they’d notice if I took some creative liberties?”

[minniemyshkin]

Minnie LOVED events like the Hootenanny. The drama of it all, the elegant fashion of this year, it was all so romantic. She was riding the high of Into the Woods having gone so well, and now she knew she would get to thrive in her element. As long as she remembered everything her parents had taught her to do....and maybe learned some things from her more recent interactions.

So! Now came her true test of socializing. Making sure to spend at least a little bit of time with everyone.

“I love this song!” Minnie said out loud, “We should dance, it’ll be fun! I mean totally only if you really want-”

@happieststarters​

[magicalmariebeaumont]

Marie looked at her gown and felt like a princess - but she knew that she wouldn’t be a princess forever and her eyes wandered to the wishes presented on the wall. Hers almost burned on her iris and she reached for another one to read. Some were cute - some were funny but all of them were unique and heartwarming.

I wish i had a little bit more courage.

 She decided to head to the party, her lack of bravery forgotten when she noticed everyone dressed up. And someone in perticular a tad underdressed. She chuckled. “Yeah this is a nice party.”

@happieststarters​

[cassguardia]

Oh, how the mighty did fall. Not that being a trainee officer had been a particularly lauded or respected career, but it felt a lot less humiliating than working catering at the Redwood Hootenanny. Cass stood awkwardly in the corner in a stiff, stuffy uniform while everyone around her was dressed to the nines in gowns and suits, living out their fairytale romance fantasies. If only this were a fantasy instead of the ridiculous reality in which she now lived.

She hoped that if she looked as grumpy and unapproachable as possible that people would leave her alone. That she would spot her target, get her job done, and get out of here. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. She desperately tried to ignore the patron flagging her down until it was intensely unavoidable. With a deep sigh, she headed over, forcing a customer service smile and a tone that teetered on the edge of ‘kill me please’.

“Yes, how can I help you?”

@happieststarters​

[themanagerisavampirex]

Rehearsals for Saturday’s debut of Into the Woods were well underway, held in any place that had the space for them. While the school auditorium wasn’t always available, and The Cottage Theatre had other such things happening, the dance studio was the next best place to hold them. Poor Nani had been sitting in reception all day as singing rehearsals took place.

“I swear, if I have to listen to these Agony rehearsals any longer, I’ll be the one in Agony.”

[hans-omedevil]

It had been sheer coincidence that the very day that Hans made it back to Redwood Hollow was the very day of the annual Hootenanny. He had become accustomed to this quaint town’s traditions rather quickly, sussing out what was a ‘can’t-miss’ and a ‘won’t-miss’. Throwing together a fabulous and somewhat superior outfit wasn’t a bother and so he came waltzing in through the doors- dramatic as ever- to the ‘party of the year’ (quelle horreur).

“Oh wow, they’ve certainly outdone themselves this time. A theme to truly put Redwood on the map-,” Hans raised both brows suddenly up into his hairline (and possibly off his face) when a flash of pepperoni couture went by- “And the menu.” @happieststarters​

[beaumont-ague]

After new year’s, life had thrown curveball after curveball at him and Rachel. At the very least, now Rachel knew how he felt toward her, but after hearing about what happened with Cass and him getting sidetracked trying to convince Charlie that these conspiracies about the town weren’t factual, it was hard to go right back into talking about feelings. He couldn’t just carry on like nothing was the matter, and he didn’t want to overwhelm Rachel when she was worried about Cass. He’d thought it best to wait until things started to get better before bringing that subject up again. It didn’t change anything, though. He’d still given her a valentine when the day came around, and he stilled felt the same about her as he did when he kissed her. 

The play had kept him pretty busy, but not so busy that he couldn’t make time to hang out with Rachel during lunch. He’d texted her to meet him outside the theatre, heading out once he was finished with a section of the set he’d been working on that day. When he stepped outside, he saw her walking toward him, and, albeit a bit excited, ran over to her, wrapping her in a hug. “Hey,” he greeted, practically beaming. “I figured we could eat out here, the weather’s nice enough. Sorry I’m a bit... painted,” he laughed, running a hand through his hair. Set design got kind of messy, and while normally he would have changed or tried to clean up, it was just going to happen again.

@adropofgoldenrachelx