MHA #2 | Friday Evening and probably onwards - the THIRD ANNUAL Christmas Rager!!

[defenderofdesmoines]

It was a Christmas miracle: an even tackier, way-too-early ugly sweater party.

With way, way too much alcohol, and a kinda ridiculous number of activities.

There were, of course, the ubiquitous plastic snowmen haunting (almost) every corner of the apartment, and one out on each of the Smokers' Balconies for good measure. There were strings of lights lining the ceiling, as well as tracing the edges of each window. There were cookies to decorate (and eat, because you definitely should eat, and there were moddable snacks aplenty as well.) While there was, of course, Christmas music playing, those with keen eyes (or at least, enough wherewithal to look around an apartment before you started potentially drinking heavily in it) might spot a karaoke machine that would come out later. One particularly tinsel-y corner had an abundance of Santa hats and reindeer antlers and wearable strings of lights to wear while taking photos, and in the guest room -- of course -- there was a much-fabled craft table, where you could make an ornament that didn't have to be in an immature shape, but definitely could be.

There was also, hovering slowly through the party, a drone with mistletoe dangling from it. A Mistle Drone, one might call it, even.

And, because this was the Christmas Rager, there was alcohol. There was so, so, so much alcohol. The kegs of Christmas ale had once been reordered, there was a Make Your Own hot chocolate and coffee bar, and while Annie would never argue that Summer's shot table wasn't the star of every party...this year was a little different. Mostly because of how they'd decided to serve Annie's punch: in a freestanding bathtub, just slightly off-center from the room.

Welcome to the third annual Christmas Rager. Hope you wore a sweater, because the hostesses both have glitter cannons in case you didn't show up festive enough!

[please hold for way too many threads and we're off! open to literally every single adult on the island -- students are welcome to attempt to crash, but they'll be busted.]

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Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Yes," Annie told him cheerfully, because it was both. She'd had enough jello and bath punch to be pretty into everything. "Are you having fun?"

If not, there was more punch.

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

"Of course I am," he said, reaching out to playfully flick at one of the lights on her sweater. "Thank you for getting much such a practical sweater."

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Well, you are graciously letting your living space be transformed into Santa's Workshop; the least I could do was hook you up with a spot to carry your drink," Annie replied, making her lights flash for him. (And maybe influencing the kitchen lights and appliances a little, too, which was a good indication that she was drunk enough that she should probably cut that shit out.) "Mine is so effing cute. Good work."

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

"I thought you'd like the lights." And it was a correct assumption, judging from the light show. "Where do these things go after the party anyway?"

As far as Diego knew he stripped his sweaters off the last two years and they disappeared into the ether.

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I have our past sweaters in my closet," Annie answered easily. What if she needed them for that scrapbook she was definitely making someday? "And most of this already has a home -- like, Summer keeps a lot of this stuff at the store, I think."

The question of what to do with the bathtub was a real one, though. She did not normally have to put something like that away.

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

"Why are you keeping the old sweaters?" he asked. "We're not wearing them again, are we?"

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Maybe someday I'll make a quilt out of them," Annie suggested, considering her hot chocolate options for a moment before deciding she was going to dress this thing up a lot and reaching for the Bailey's.

Okay, also, hey Annie? How does one make a quilt? Please tell us all.

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

Diego just stared for a moment because, yeah, he was fairly sure his wife did not know how to make a quilt. But he didn't want to crush her dreams or anything.

"Well I look forward to that." If it ever happened. "Anybody make any dirty ornaments yet?"

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

She had absolutely no idea what went into making a quilt.

"Not that I've seen," Annie admitted, and she had been looking. "But Lucifer's sweater is filthy."

Kind of hilariously so, at least!

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

“Really?” Diego asked, looking around. “Are there dicks on it or something?”

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[defenderofdesmoines]

"No, but it says --" Oh, Diego, did you want your tipsy wife flirtatiously whispering in your ear? Because that was what you were about to get, with a side of Annie draping an arm across his shoulder to bring his ear down closer. "When I think about you, I touch my...elf."

Why was she whispering? Lucifer was literally walking around with that written on himself.

Re: Kitchen/Bar Area | 12/2/22

[knife_bender]

Diego snorted. “That’s terrible. Not the worst one I’ve seen because I saw a lot of the internet looking for yours.”