closed event starter for @untimelytales (Dixon)
While Rick should have known better than to drink what was probably spiked punch, the thought didn’t occur to him until it was too late. Heading over towards one of the tables, he spotted Dixon and waved. “Hey Dixon.” Rick greeted warmly. “If the band’s okay with it, would you wanna go up there,” He motioned to the stage. “and sing with me?” Rick was usually not one to suggest a thing like that outside of karaoke. But with a few cups of spiked punch in his system, the idea sounded like a fun one. Especially since he was starting to get bored with the band’s taste in music.













