A very merry undeathday to you (and me)

[teenyoda]

Who: Scott/Stiles + Everyone in this bar
What: A Wake/Undeathday party
When: 310
Where: The Roadhouse
Rating: Tentatively putting up an R merely for language and whatever else anyone might get up to.

Anyone affiliated with Scott, Stiles, or possibly more due to glitches and/or random oopsies will wake up with this in their inbox.



The back reads: Come celebrate the fact that we're not dead. Anymore. There will be food, drink, really bad stories, possible pantslessness (though I'm wearing 2 belts), and more hijinks than you can shake a stick at. The Wake will be held at the Roadhouse and should be starting around 5, but come at your own pace. Bring a story to share or some pie. Actually, screw the story, just bring pie.

Seriously though, Derek and Jackson can get lost.


{ooc: This will be an open mingle log party style post, so please feel free to start your own threads or hop around in others. Threadjacking is likely, as is ridiculousness. Enter at own risk. Party crashers are also more than welcome, so even if you don't think you got an invite, come anyway.}

Comments

[swedge]

"Show you mine if you show me yours."

Two can play at that game, Stiles. And Jo just happens to have all the confidence of someone who knows how to deal with drunks and is definitely not at all intoxicated. She gives him a small, challenging smile.

[teenyoda]

"No way. You'll laugh and you don't actually have a dick, so that's just setting me up for some sort of horrendous embarrassment that I'll never ever live down. Ever."

So there.

[swedge]

"Wow you catch on quick."

You might survive this conversation yet, Stiles. You just might.

[teenyoda]

Hey, he was a pro at being put down by girls. He could handle this.

"Surprise. I'm not such an easy mark. C'n I have more beer, please?"

[swedge]

Wow way to make a little bit of fun sound totally not fun.

"Apparently not." But he asks for another, and she just kind of looks at him for a moment before taking the glass to refill. "You even remember how many this is?"

[teenyoda]

"Of course. That's number 'I can still stand'. It will be followed by 'Ha ha, I can still speak English'. Once I get to 'Is this a urinal or a plant', that's when I've had enough."

[swedge]

Jo's eyebrows just move very slowly up her forehead. Oh Stiles, honey, you are in for one hell of a hangover tomorrow. "You feel the need to piss, you take it outside, or you'll be the one scrubbing this entire building down tomorrow when you can barely stand."

And yet, she slides the glass over to him.

[teenyoda]

"Outside? Don't you have bathrooms in here?" Hey, look at that. More beer. This place was great.

[swedge]

"None of the plants in this bar are for peeing. You can go outside for that."

[teenyoda]

"I'm not going to pee in your plants, Jo. I was just saying that that's an indicator of having had too much."