savetheearth | (no subject)

Entry tags:

(no subject)

Who: Melissa and whoever wants to celebrate her birthday!!
When: July 15th
Where: A private room in a bar for the grown up party; Karl's apartment and
What: It's Melissa's birthday! TIME TO PARTY.
Warnings: Stupid, drunk adults. And Melissa in general.

[Melissa usually tries really hard not to focus on the fact that there really are advantages to dating her boss. Mostly because that’s really goddamn weird, when she thinks about it. But said advantages can be nice from time to time, especially when it ends in said boss giving her the day off without her having to ask for it.

So what is she going to do? For the first time in a while, she’s going to not worry about having to hunt anyone down on her birthday. She’s planning on having fun.]

[ooc: Starters will go up in the comments!]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

[The bar is a decent one, or at least one that Melissa frequents a lot. The room is enough for a small gathering, so the group should fit quite comfortably in here. There's a karaoke machine in the corner, if anyone's feeling particularly brave. As for the birthday girl? She'll probably be found with a drink in her hand.]

[ooc: Just kind of a basic opener thread for the party! MINGLE AROUND, TALK TO THE PEOPLE.]

Edited 2014-07-16 02:46 (UTC)

[Downside to having her birthday off: family obligations. Ok, so this wasn't actually that bad. Though she and her brother weren't the closest of siblings or anything, he (tried to) look out for her, and even though her friendship/teasing of Robyn probably looks really weird to him she doesn't care. She's going to pick on Robyn anyway. Especially if it's her birthday.

So here they are, grabbing a simple lunch out together and at least that means she can't get yelled at for her life choices too much. Besides. Birthday.]

[Melissa's kind of impressed, actually, that Karl didn't drink a lot at the party. ...She was not nearly that good, but in hindsight it was probably important that one of them stay sober enough to get them home. (You'd think deciding on a cab would be good enough, but she and Nick have had some experiences that suggest you might want a sober person around to make sure stupid shit doesn't happen. Even if they aren't any fun.)

She's sobered up a bit by the time they get back, but she's still tipsy and leaning on Karl as they walk in anyway. Not because she needs so much as she just kind of likes it. But he got her back safely so he'll get a cheek kiss.]

Thanks.

Sheila has a drink, herself. Something offensively pink and garnished with fruit and a little umbrella. She comes up behind Melissa and claps her on the back. "There's the birthday girl! Having fun, Melly?"

It's hard to see if she's flushed through the makeup, but from the way she's acting, tipsy is probably a good assumption to make.

[Karl, surprisingly, isn't jumping on the booze that much tonight. Why? Because having someone relatively sober, even if only to call a cab without making it sounds as though the poor cabbie got called by a sex line operator, feels a good idea.

This is why, instead of booze, he opts to just indulge in some gingerale. Not booze, but more flavorful than water. His eyes scan the room (lingering momentarily on Melissa and maybe he smiles at teeny bit at seeing her having fun) and land on the karaoke machine. Part of him is tempted to try his hand at it while actually sober; part of him just wants to keep sipping away at his drink all night.]

Tipsy is fine! There's a reason her niece wasn't allowed to come to this party. Melissa would be quite disappointed if people weren't tipsy. She grins at Sheila, raising her wine glass in greeting. "Yup! You look like you might be, too~"

[Tipsy Karl is a lot of fun, but normal Karl is also pretty awesome (an opinion that's increased over time), so Melissa doesn't mind so much if he's sober. At some point in the evening, when she's maybe a liiiittle more drunk than strictly necessary, she'll make her way over to her boyfriend and wrap her arms around his shoulders, grinning.]

Hey.

[Not drinking when alcohol is around had been hard, but doable. On a day like today, it had been even more so. In addition to the birthday, this an anniversary of sorts and not one on which to get plastered on. Surprisingly, for the first time in a long time, the anniversary itself hadn't felt as bad as before. Thinking about his father's death hadn't brought up as many unpleasant thoughts as in previous years.

Chances are, he owes this in part to the woman who just placed a kiss on his cheek. Other factors were likely involved, too, like his sons and his family and even the Network, but no doubt Melissa holds a large role in his current happiness. A small smile gets sent her way.]

Not at all.

[With a bit of maneuvering, Karl successfully closes the door while still serving as a support. Hmm although, given how much she's drank, getting some water in her might not be a bad idea. Hangovers are a pain in the ass, enough said.]

Do you need any water?

"Sure am! I reeeeally haven't been able to get out enough lately, what with the whole green thing, you know? I was about due for a party." Sheila eyes the currently abandoned Karaoke machine. "You know, I don't think I've shee- whoops, seen one of those since I was a kid!"

Hmmm, no, I think I'm good. I had some at the bar. [She knows how to handle being drunk and hungover and the whole package, after all. ...Though more water is never really a bad thing.

She turns so she's not leaning on him so much, instead wrapping around his shoulders and smiling up at him before giving him a proper kiss, lingering there for a while before pulling back.]

Happy birthday to me.

"Better than me. Pretty sure I'm always due for a party." She likes to get out, after all. Though that's been reduced greatly recently. She's not thinking about that right now- she is at a party, after all.

Melissa glances over at the karaoke machine too, grinning. "You gonna try it out?"

[The same can be said of tipsy and sober Melissa. No matter what, she's a joy to be around. An arm wraps around her waist in return while the other holds that ginger ale up. A warm smile graces his lips as he looks down at her.]

Hey. Enjoying yourself?

[If that grin on her face isn't answer enough.]

Yup~ [Yeah, Melissa is not one to hide when she's having a good time. At least, when she's having a good time and it's not at the expense of someone else. She leans into him and plants a kiss on his jaw.] How are you?

[Robyn didn't particularly mind if her dad didn't get how or why she and Melissa had gotten closer recently, that wasn't any of his business anyways. Melissa had become a pretty big part of Robyn's life over the last couple months, so the least her dad could do was treat the both of them to lunch for her aunts birthday. That was only fair, right? She might even let any comments Melissa had to make about her slide because of the whole birthday thing, not that she'd be able to stop her anyways.

...And it's not like she didn't leave herself completely open when she can't even manage to get a dumb piece of lettuce to stay on her gosh darn fork!]

[Getting her another glass of it couldn't hurt. Hydration is key to prevent hangovers!

Thoughts of water get briefly pushed to the side at the kiss. It makes Karl's smile widen all the more. It's funny. Normally on this day he mopes yet here he is, grinning like an idiot down at one of the most wonderful people in his life right now.]

And may you have many more.

[How to brighten up Karl's day further? Small kisses like that when he least expects. Even minus the alcohol, this evening is already turning out far better than he could have envisioned.]

Contemplating whether indulging in a single drink is that bad an idea.

[Not really. One beer over the course of an evening is fine. This much Karl knows. This is he's highly leaning towards giving in and getting one drink.]

[That's such a silly question. Melissa grins, still up against his jaw and neck and giving him another kiss there.]

You'll be fine. You're hardly a light-weight. [Now, Eugen before his stupid tolerance she might worry, but Karl can take it.]

[Melissa really is going to need to take Robyn under her wing at some point... though she's not entirely confident the girl could handle it.]

Robyn, what are you doing? [this is just sad. and hilarious.]

[It's a good thing she's still tipsy enough to focus on just how many more she's going to have, so the response just gets a smile. Melissa will move in for an embrace now, wrapping her arms around him and just kind of resting against him for the moment. He's done a very good job of hiding any conflicting emotions throughout the day, so... as of right now, she has no idea. ~~but who knows, Karl's mom could call her and inform her or something...~~]

"Pity we have to be responsible some of the time, or we'd never bother stopping." Sheila took a long, dainty sip of her drink, eyeing the stage. "As long and impressive as my many talents are, singing iiiiisn't exactly on the list." She was so modest.

Me? What?

[Stab, stab, stab but no salad yet. She'll glance up and smile nervously.]

Nothing, nothing at all!

[And while she's not even looking she'll poke the thing and it'll stick onto her fork like it was no big deal.]

"Doesn't matter! Karaoke's no fun if you're good at it." Ok, well that's a lie. A certain two cops having a sing off at their last meeting/party was pretty goddamn entertaining, and they were both quite good. But that's a detail she'll leave out for now.

[Melissa can't help the snort, shaking her head.]

Really? 'Cause to me it looks like you're having a bit of trouble.

Trouble? No way, no way.

[She goes to take another stab at her plate, even though she's already lettuce on her fork. She'll lift it up and look at it.]

See? Just fine.

[What is she going to do with you...]

Yes, you're a true lettuce whisperer. You know I saw you put that on your fork right?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 1 of 6

(no subject)

Adult Party, evening

Family Time [closed to Robyn]

Serious Talk [closed to Karl]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Family Time [closed to Robyn]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject