{Finally, an oasis
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cinemaniacsWho: Toby & Cora
What: First Meeting
When: 2018
Where: A house party
Warnings: Substance abuse, general party shenanigans, will update as needed.
It's a party like any other in this town, funded entirely by rich kids with more booze than sense, and more money even than that. The music is loud, all the rooms in the house are crowded, and the drinks cater to a wide variety of flavors, styles, and preferences. If one knows the right person to ask, other party favors are making the circuit too.
Toby is perched on the couch in the too-busy living room, working on replacing the cigarillo's insides with weed for a blunt he might share if someone decides to join him, but for the moment is intended to be purely his own. It's one of the only things he does, and he tries (with debatable success) to keep it contained primarily to parties.
br> Once that's done, he leans back into the couch and fishes a lighter out of his pocket to light it and watch the party around him. They're all the same, these parties, and he grows tired of things that are the same pretty quickly. If only something would happen to shake up the monotony.
What: First Meeting
When: 2018
Where: A house party
Warnings: Substance abuse, general party shenanigans, will update as needed.
in this wasteland
It's a party like any other in this town, funded entirely by rich kids with more booze than sense, and more money even than that. The music is loud, all the rooms in the house are crowded, and the drinks cater to a wide variety of flavors, styles, and preferences. If one knows the right person to ask, other party favors are making the circuit too.
Toby is perched on the couch in the too-busy living room, working on replacing the cigarillo's insides with weed for a blunt he might share if someone decides to join him, but for the moment is intended to be purely his own. It's one of the only things he does, and he tries (with debatable success) to keep it contained primarily to parties.
br> Once that's done, he leans back into the couch and fishes a lighter out of his pocket to light it and watch the party around him. They're all the same, these parties, and he grows tired of things that are the same pretty quickly. If only something would happen to shake up the monotony.