l o u i s (superbad) wrote in valesco,
@ 2013-05-03 21:28:00

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arista sykes, carys llewellyn, delilah spinnet, drake parkin, galvin gudgeon, glenda prewett, group, hamilton nott, holly troy, kendall broadmoor, louis bonaccord, michal conway lynch, mirabelle jasper, nora peakes, therese bonaccord, zoey moran

Open to....EVERYONE LMAO

This party had most certainly gotten out of hand.

Louis was not sure what had happened, or how, but he and Adian were quite suddenly overwhelmed by a sea of people they did not know save for the magazines and tabloids. Quidditch stars, besides Saoirse and her boyfriend (and teammates!) were sauntering through their flat! Wireless celebrities, friends from Hogwarts, people they did not recognize at all! Louis was at first startled, owling his sister for help (and to bring more dip!), but soon he was being patted on the back for throwing quite the bash and handed drink after drink in congratulations.

It may be the reason why he was seeing double, but Louis Bonaccord had traversed this crazy world! He could hold his liquor. Somewhat.

"You are Saoirse's friend!" he said, not the slightest hint of a slur as he spotted one of the few familiar people in the crowd. His wavering form gave up his intoxication, but at least he could speak clearly, "Mademoiselle Pepper!"

ooc: basically, Louis and Adian wanted a small get together on their roof, and the word spread that some quidditch players will be there and now they are basically throwing a rager lmao. If you can connect to Louis or Adian in some manner (six, seven, eight degrees, WHATEVER), then your character can be here LOL

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alongday
2013-05-11 10:44 am UTC (link)

Her little brother had greatly underestimated how wildly out of control his party had become, and how much dip he would actually need. Therese could barely make it through the crowd and she most certainly couldn't spot Louis with all the giant quidditch players walking about. Their burly selves were making it hard to get to the exit, and Therese had almost decided to prop herself on the back of a couch and just remain there for the rest of the night until she spotted---

Feeling a hot, nearly fever-induced flash rush through her at the sight of Michal talking to some---child, Therese moved through the crowd as if she were made out of air. Here! At her own brother's flat! The nerve. She needed to get out, she needed to be as far away from here as possible (she was going to kill Louis), she needed---- "One drink, please!"

She leaned far over the makeshift bar and without waiting for the bloke who'd taken on the job as bartender, grabbed a bottle of something and popped the top. She dropped down onto the nearest couch, not realizing it was already occupied. She crossed her legs tightly and nursed her drink angrily.

She'd missed her favorite wireless show because of this wretched party!

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