#wilmyevent

[hollystarling]

Holly had done what she promised herself - and Kel - she wouldn’t do. She left. While he’d been understanding, she couldn’t help but feel a seemingly endless pit in the bottom of her stomach. That didn’t matter, though - tonight, she had a job to do. Even if that job was picking her way across a dance floor in four-inch heels while attempting to balance a tray of champagne flutes. It was a job, and she would take it seriously. (Even if she had sneaked into a corner or two to just breathe for a second.) She had just cleared her tray when her eyes landed on Kel - and somehow, her nerves simultaneously tightened, and relaxed. That didn’t stop the ghost of smile form appearing as she requested her break for the night, and made her way over to him. “You’re here,” she almost hummed, before she could properly filter her words. “Of course you’re here. I just.. I’m glad to... you look really nice.” She stammered, offering a weak smile.

@kelthedad

[belldana-blog]

secret santa — AYDEN DANIELS.

Ayden,

I’ve sponsored a child through the Cambodian Children’s Fund in your name. The funds go to education, healthcare, and family support. Also find attached fifty dollars to Starbucks as a more conventional gift. Have a wonderful holiday season. Looking forward to working with you in 2017.

@aydendaniels

[valerie-ck-blog]

secret santa — AUSTIN FITZGERALD.

Hey Austin!! Nice meeting you the other day. So I looked you up and found out you work at the community college here and figured this could help you out. They (I don’t know who they is really, so don’t ask) say French press is better than drip. I think coffee is gross no matter how you brew it but I hope you get some use out of the press! Also have this green laser pointer and a sweater, for professor purposes. It’s REALLY soft; my roommate’s cat sat on it for a good two hours and almost didn’t let me wrap it. MERRY CHRISTMAS. Stop by Porter’s Neck sometime after New Year’s!! I’d love to hear from you again.

@austinfitzgerald

[kelthedad]

Typically, Kel wasn’t much into parties. Of course he’d attended his fair share in college, but those had been a very different type. Still, Ella had offered to watch his kids for him and accused him of being a hypocrite if he didn’t go, so he’d managed to find a suit on sale that fit him moderately well and dragged himself to the ball which started far too late in his opinion. At the moment though, he was enjoying the freedom to drink spiked punch without worrying, and hanging out by the refreshments table. He thought he was staying fairly inconspicuous, until he spilled some of his drink on his white shirt and tried to subtly cover it with his jacket. “You didn’t see that.” He said as he noticed someone watching him. 

[hollystarling]

“Sorry, excuse me, sorry...” Holly muttered under her breath, making her best attempt to balance a tray of champagne flutes as she politely maneuvered through the crowd. Why she had decided she should wear heels, knowing full well that exactly this would be her night, was far beyond the blonde. All she needed was a minute to sit still - so, with a polite smile, she found a table with one other person and took a seat. “I will personally make sure you keep a full glass in your hand the entire night if you pretend you’re ordering something so I can sit down for two seconds.” She spoke through a grin that was quite possibly insane - but the window for absolutely sanity passed hours ago. 

[megjames]

Megan had a few cups of punch. The sweetness and bitterness masked the flavor of the alcohol but not enough that she didn't know of its existence. It went without saying that she was a little tipsy. It did wonders at appeasing her nerves. Especially when she turned to the other at her side. “You know my boss asked if I was gay a few minutes ago,” she stated, a slight hum followed her words. “I've never gotten that before but I'm not sure how dancing with a girl-- makes me gay. Do you think I'm gay?”

[cameronxgraham]

Cameron bobbed her head a little to the music. Nonchalantly she dumped-- a whole bottle of vodka into the punch bowl. No one was going to notice and if they did, they wouldn't complain. If they did complain then they were already boring by default. Catching someone by the snacks table near her, she tossed a grin at the other. “Having fun? You should try the punch...” So much for being casual.

[hollystarling]