stateofdecay | surprise party for court 🐮

WHO: Prescott + Beau, Bunny, Carter, Duke, Emmett, John, and Nat (& "folks who might not know court but would think she's extremely cool" – Beau). However, anyone can join — OOCly, it's open to all.
WHEN: Sunday, November 17. Evening.
WHERE: Prescott fire house's kitchen.
WHAT: A surprise birthday party for Court! Planned here.
WARNINGS: I made AI generate the main image and it's horrifying.

court's 36th birthday!!!

the gist

it's court's birthday!! arlo arranged a surprise party in the kitchen of prescott's fire house and invited whoever he thinks her friends are.

celebrate, eat, drink, and if you can't get home safely at the end of the night he'll roll you into a bed in the bunkhouse.

while only some characters were officially invited, feel free to write anyone in! just say they were at prescott on business idc.

the details

zelda deemed the theme to be ~~unhinged~~ cow print and raided the danforth walmart for decorations, including cow print diningware and inflatable horses.
arlo made egg-free veggie burgers and chocolae mousse.
everyone else brought whatever they brought; i'm not listing them, you do it.

& because no party's complete without a stupid drinking game, there's drunk jenga!

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Nat laughs a little. "I don't think I can quite erase the memory or taste of animal fat from my brain, so I might have to agree with your cap. You're a good cook though, really."

She stretches out her arm so Arlo can get a better look at the deranged Beaker doodle inked on her skin. "We're not sure where it should go yet," she offers, charmed by the goofy thing. "I think if it's visible, it gives a real opportunity to ask W.W.B.D, what would beaker do? So scream, mostly."

"That's a neck tat if I ever saw one but then you'd have to carry around a mirror all the time and you might open yourself to, like... Bloody Mary hauntings ot something?"

Nat rubs at her neck. "I think you mean Waldorf and Statler in chains. There's a good party game though, summoning ghosts."

Arlo pauses a beat too long to stare at Nat. Only a couple of days ago he'd mentioned that exact movie to Court, but there's... no way they talked about that conversation, right?

No, he can't be that fun to talk about. Because he decided his new MO's coasting along and there's no gossip about coasters. And besides, Court's probably sick of talking about him.

The thought placates him and he relaxes against the countertop.

"One of the Jenga blocks had some boring dare like Let somebody do your hair, we should replace it with Summon a ghost."

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Nat considers this as she takes a long drink of her own. "Have you ever had someone do your hair though? That's soothing as hell," she runs her fingers through her own shorn curls, not exactly missing the length, but remembering how it felt.

"This is already basically a coven," she agrees as she looks around at the sea of cowboy hats and alcohol impaired balance. "Ever played light as a feather, stiff as a board?"

Arlo's answer is simply to pull one short piece of hair away from his head, as if to say Who'd even want to? "But I used to do it for others sometimes. I get the appeal."

And he grins again. "One of my sisters had a phase, like months where all we were allowed to do when we had spare time was try to levitate each other."

"So what you're saying is you're an expert in incantations. Well let's clear the table, I'm sure Edgar would make a very dramatic levitating corpse." She's kidding of course, but it's a great mental image regardless. "My sister had a cootie catchers obsession," she adds. "A few weeks where not a single decision could be made without asking the cootie catcher."

"I'm a goddamn witch," he agrees. "My other one made one of those for who did what chore 'cept every space ended up with my name. Swore she didn't know how it happened."

Nat has to laugh at that. "Weird how it works out that way. What was your phase then? How did you make your sisters suffer?"

Arlo has the good sense to feel ashamed about his answer but only in the way where he also thinks it's pretty hilarious, because hindsight's 20/20 and baby brothers are assholes. "They got the distinct pleasure of raisin' yours truly and I was such a li'l asshole. 'Til I outgrew 'em both when I was maybe 10, then I was a huge asshole."

It was a bad joke that deserved a groan, and so he got one. "Oof," she winces and makes like she needed another heavy pour. "And not much has changed since," she teases. "My younger brother outgrew me by the time I was in 4th grade, I feel your sister's pain."

"My cat outgrew you by the time you were in fourth grade." (Arlo doesn't own a cat.)

"Maine Coon," Nat nods like it's expected and finishes her drink. "The hat gives me a few more inches, so hopefully no one is drunk enough to try to pet me." She gives him a smile.

"I'm getting another drink, I'll see you later. Try not to have too many of those though," she gestures to what she'd brought him. "I may have been a little heavy handed. You have baseball right?"

surprise party for court 🐮

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