{ 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

[reallywicked]

[Her nose crinkles slightly, and she's a tad surprised. All the kisses for Faye to tonight. She's not really complaining.]

Glad you could make it. Wouldn't have been the same without you.

[She will deny ever saying that.]

[lastdragomir]

I wouldn't have missed it. [ no, literally. ]

[reallywicked]

Good. [Alright, mushy moment over. Faye grabs Lissa by the wrist.]

They have a shot that they set on fire. You should do one with me.

[lastdragomir]

[ snort. ] If you insist. [ which she knows she will. but lissa also knows she's leaving and she hasn't told faye so, look, she's not going to say no to her on her birthday. ]

[reallywicked]

[Faye all but throws herself against the bar, waving a hand for the bartender and requesting her shots. While they wait for those to get set up, she whirls back around to face the blonde.]

So how have you been? [Faye inexplicably gives a shit about Lissa's well being. After her last encounter with Rose at the squiring party, Faye's almost... protective of her. It's weird.]

[lastdragomir]

Fine. Max and I have been hanging out. [ she says hanging out so casually, which it is, but boy if she doesn't flush, pale skin suddenly bright and pink. girl got decked with that crush. ] And David's been teaching me to fight! [ so excited about that tbh. ]

[reallywicked]

Max, huh? [Yeah she doesn't care much about fighting lessons.] Hanging out or hanging out?