Graduation Brunch: The Park, Sunday, mid-morning to mid-afternoon

[loverlyviolets]

A banner, the letters wrapped with fresh spring flowers, hung from the trees, spelling out CONGRATULATIONS, CLASS OF 2009! No missing letters or anything.

Spread out across the park were plenty of tables and chairs, some under the shade of picnic shelters, some out on the grass in the sunshine. For those who felt like getting back to nature, there were even red and white checked blankets spread out in a few areas for old-fashioned picnic-y goodness. Lack of ants not guaranteed.

The long table that ran along next to the picnic shelters was laden with a vast moddable array of traditional brillig-y food, including fruit, veggie snacks, breakfast pastries, sandwiches for the especially hungry or those who arrived more toward the unch end of brunch, and a wide variety of J,GoB-catered desserts. Drinks included coffee, tea, juices and soft drinks, and while there were plates provided, there were also wee picnic-basket-shaped trays for carrying things back to your seat, wherever that might be.

A space had been cleared for dancing, if people cared to do more than just listen to the light music being played through the speakers, and there was also an area set aside for outdoor games of croquet, horseshoes, or frisbee.

Everybody's welcome. Come celebrate with the Class of '09!

[OOC: Wait for the OCD. Don't make Eliza Doolittle have to cut a bitch. OPEN! And no one had to get cut! It's a good day!]

Comments

Re: Mingling

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He raised an eyebrow.

"You recall where you've graduated from, don't you? You've survived the bowels of Hell, zombie infestation, stone angels... should I go on?"

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"None of that means anything in the real world, Liir. I'm going to college where zombies are only in the movies. I mean, I'm glad... happy over the whole thing. Just, you don't need to keep saying it."

Re: Mingling

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

That just made him blink.

"Of course it does, Amber. It's a part of you."

If they were just going by what 'counted' in her world, what was real, well, it didn't bode well for him. He did his best to check his insecurities, since he refused, refused to make this about himself, but it niggled at the back of his mind.

"Anyway," he breathed out, "how are you doing? Your mother? Her friend?"

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"Yah, I know it." She was just leaving it behind when she left. Not like she could go around and share high school invasion stories. Or tell how she was sent to hell, scared out of her mind. She wouldn't be able to freely talk about any of that for fear of people thinking she's freaking crazy.

And she couldn't tell Liir yet just exactly what her plans were when she finally did leave.

"I'm just... hanging out, I guess. My ma nd Loretta are drunk and raiding the food tables." Which were certainly more important than her.

Re: Mingling

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He peered over the food tables before catching sight of them. If it weren't for Annett'e hook shining in the sunlight, he probably would have missed them, but once they were found, they were impossible to miss.

Liir turned back to Amber with a smile.

"Care to eat with me?"

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"I suppose I'm not too busy," she teased lightly. "I can eat with you."

Re: Mingling

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He bowed low and pulled her hand to his lips.

"Well, then, I'm honored."

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber smiled but her eyes watered. He was adorable and she looked away before he could notice the emotion.

"No, I'm honored."

Re: Mingling

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He popped back up onto his feet, a little manic but not in a bad way, before he offered her his arm.

"Milady?"

Re: Mingling

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

She took his arm, content to spend the afternoon with him.