From: ccimods	Date: February 10th, 2011 02:02 am (UTC)		(Link)
	11:00 PM - 12:00 AM

The dance is over at midnight. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here. Get in your last dance of the night!

	From: itsnotjessica	Date: February 28th, 2011 03:15 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Hunter/Open

Hunter had no idea where she had gotten the half-eaten chocolate bar in her fist, but it was Valentines day, and weren't you supposed to eat chocolate? It was after twelve now, and the dance had been long and adventurous, all their planning had paid off, but now it was time to go home.

Time to go home and sleep off the flask of Jager she had been nursing from her purse the whole night. Between dancing, cigarettes, and socializing, she couldn't complain.

She was one of the last to leave the hall, keeping herself steady until she left the building, not wanting to rouse any suspicion from the chaperones. She had been drinking at school dances too long to get caught up that easily.

It wasn't until she was closer to the woods, with half a bar still in hand and most of the flask in her stomach, that her stomach actually began to rebel. Dropping the chocolate, the blonde hunched over slightly to a nearby bush, gagging loudly.