{ 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

[lastdragomir]

I've tried. I've been trying, you know that. But knowing she's there... I just can't do it anymore. I need to be some place else. [ she glances up briefly with sad eyes. ] I don't want to leave you, but I... I'm sorry.

[necessaryevil]

So what, this is... forever? Until Rose leaves? What?

[lastdragomir]

Until the bond breaks? Until I can learn to block her out properly? I don't know. I don't want it to be forever.

[necessaryevil]

So what if it turns out there isn't a way?

[lastdragomir]

I don't know. [ so helpless. she doesn't know... anything. ] But I need this. I just wish-- [ she shakes her head. ]

[necessaryevil]

Wish what? [ insistent!eyebrows ]

[lastdragomir]

That I didn't have to leave you.

[necessaryevil]

[ he looks down, expression dark and contemplative. ] You know I... have to stay here, don't you?

[lastdragomir]

I know. [ that's why she's so upset. ] But your friend? She can help you. And it's not like we won't be able to talk on the phone.

[necessaryevil]

Talking's never exactly been my strong suit.

[lastdragomir]

Yeah. I should... I think I'm going to head back to the castle.

[necessaryevil]

Lis... [ he looks torn, and obviously like he has no idea how to deal with any of this. max is so unequipped for relationship shit. ] Look, if you're sure it's what's right for you, of course you should do it. I'm just--

[lastdragomir]

[ an actual, albeit tiny, smile flutters across her expression, surprise. ] Just... going to miss me terribly and pine after me and fall asleep holding my postcards? God, I hope so. [ she reaches out for his hand. teasing is a completely appropriate reaction to being sad. ]

[necessaryevil]

[ he smiles, expression warming, as he squeezes her hand and pulls her closer. ] Do people still even send postcards?

[lastdragomir]

Maybe I'll bring it back in style so you'll have something to hold on to.

[necessaryevil]

I think I'd like that.

[lastdragomir]

Good. [ she smiles softly, shifting forward a bit more. ] Walk me home? [ or share a cab home wtfever. ] Or... Faye's friend said she rented rooms at the hotel so no one would drive drunk.

[necessaryevil]

I didn't realize either of us were-- [ give him a sec ] Oh.

[lastdragomir]

Yes.

[necessaryevil]

Well, uh, I mean--

[ raising an eyebrow ] It's a long ride back to the castle. Might as well.

[lastdragomir]

Yeah, exactly. And we can just go home in the morning. [ and then she can abandon you forever. (unsure) ]

[necessaryevil]

Not a bad idea. [ he offers her an elbow. so gentleman. such chivalrous. ]

[lastdragomir]

[ why thank you good sir. she takes his arm with a shy sort of pleased smile. ] I'm known to have good ones, in fact.

[necessaryevil]

Well,I don't know about that. You are into me of all people.

[lastdragomir]

Excuse you, I happen to have lovely taste.