{ party } you came in scared, but you're leaving bold

[bittersweeter]

[ best day of my life -- american authors ]

WHO || All the bitches, tbh. [open]
WHAT || Faye's 18th Birthday, yay!
WHERE || Lost Society Bar, London, England
WHEN || March 28th, 7pm - onwards [forward-dated]
HOW || Actionspam

Formerly a two story barn, the bar Lila rented for Faye's birthday has an Art Deco theme that continues through the building, with each space having been given a contemporary twist. The lavish interiors create a feeling of forgotten decadence. Each room has its own distinct and unique ambience, all complementing one another yet reflecting different moods, depending on the feeling of the moment, flowing through to the secluded garden.

The man at the door has been notified to waive the cover charge for anyone that comes bearing a gift, but if you don't come bearing gifts... don't expect Lila to feel pity for you. You're paying that cover charge yourself, en-fucking-joy, you soulless, non-gifting-bearing bastard. (This was mentioned in the invites she sent out to all the ladies in the castle. It's possible that it's literally all the ladies in the castle as Lila doesn't care whether they're friends with Faye or not. No boys got invites unless they were verbal. The dress code of "fancy but down to fuck" was also on the invitations...)

Tucked in the back is a partitioned off banquet for the VIP party and once inside the ropes, you get a stamp on your hand so the drinks are free for the rest of the night -- and the drink of the night is a Bailey's Comet. Because it's on fire. Drink, enjoy, be merry. Do things. Save room for the cake.

And if anyone is worried about a bunch of drunk knights trying to drive home, Lila rented a handful of rooms at a nearby hotel because when she plans shit, she plans it well.

Anything for her best friend.

Comments

[bittersweeter]

[ holding hands! whatever, lila follows along and then snaps at the bartender to do the thing. ]

[reallywicked]

[The bartender hops to it and quickly mixes up some shots and sets that shit on fire.]

...Have I mentioned that I love you?

[bittersweeter]

Naw, I already know.

[reallywicked]

[She takes up her shot and nudges one towards Lila.]

To a night I probably won't remember?

[bittersweeter]

Yes, indeed. [ she pauses before letting faye toss back her shot, lowering her voice and edging a bit closer like they're gonna make out. ] Do me one favor?

[reallywicked]

[She likes that shot. She likes it quite a bit. Blinking, Faye lens a little closer, eyebrow arching.]

O...kay?

[bittersweeter]

Do not, under any circumstances, Faye Chamberlain, tell your present who we work for. At all. [ she smirks a little and tosses back her own shot, making a face at the taste. oh shit strong. ] Trust me.

[reallywicked]

...Why? Are you setting me up to sleep with the enemy or something? [Who even is the enemy? Fuck if Faye knows but this doesn't really make much sense to her.]

[bittersweeter]

Nope. Just trust me, it'll be worth it. He's on Team Wynn. He just doesn't know we are -- imagine his face when he sees us at the castle. Poor dear. [ her grin is more than a little mischievous. it's the little things. ]

[reallywicked]

[The corners of Faye's mouth twitch before she laughs.]

Oh god- really? That's too good. Alright, now I have to find this guy.

[bittersweeter]

I only get you the best. [ she leans in and gives her a quick, chaste kiss even though it's right on faye's red lipstick. ] Make me proud, baby.

[reallywicked]

I always do, don't I? [It's rhetorical, okay. She just smirks as she gets up to go on this scavenger hunt for dick.] You owe me a dance later.

[bittersweeter]

You know where to find me. [ because she's going to head back to sylar tbh and no one is surprised. ]