@matterofsurvival
scruffy had the difficult job of entertaining everybody who had decided to attend the celebration in petey possum's. children and anybody younger than forty ran the gamut on arcade machines, while those uninterested in the childish stood around and drank. nearby petey possum and his friends began another performance. from behind his dj booth, scruffy had tailored a carefully curated selection of songs to keep the night alive. currently petey was singing 'space age love song' by flock of seagulls to a crowd of dancing survivors. he bumped his head to the music in the booth, thumbing through his collection for the next set of songs to play. glancing up from the controls, he spots a familiar ginger face. "vince!" he calls out, waving the man over. "how're you liking the party?" he asks, pulling his headphones down off of his head so they could rest on his neck.
