the one where tracey tries to live vicariously through horny teenagers Who: Lady Students (The pool party in a separate thread!) What: This was a party Tracey threw. GO TO IT. When: Late. Backdated to Friday. Where: Tracey's Room, in this thread. Why: Trace is bored. Warning TBA Status: Incomplete
Tracey's room was gorgeous. Finely decorated, thanks to her eye for such things, with a grand piano, a canopy bed draped in velvet and lace, and a closet outfitted mostly with clothing that didn't fit the school dress code. As the only girl, and now the only child, she had quite a lot of valuables that she kept herself in and around. She liked the luxurious side of life. It was one of the few indulgences she allowed herself. Silk shifts, satin undergarments, furs and finery. It was why she could never imagine herself poor. She just couldn't live without her pretty things.
Her door was unlocked, because she had a wand and would gladly use it against anyone who she hadn't invited. Dressed in a satin slip and pearls draped around her throat, she sat on her bed drinking lavender tea and awaiting her favorite guests. Really, she had gone too far. Not only had she made amazing pallets for her friends to sleep on, she had brought them gifts, too! There were delicacies to be eaten and fine tea to be tasted. And most importantly, the makings of a bar underneath her bed.
Her ladies were going to have the nights of their lives. They would go from posh beginnings to drunken, hedonistic endings. It was exactly what she would want, if she were them.