Characters: Anna Milton and OTA! When: Tonight Fore-dated just a tad! Where: Outside, probably around the mess tent. What: Anna finally throws her party. There is food, drinks, dancing, and singing. Its all about mingling people. Status: Open/Incomplete Rating: Pg-13
The somewhat fallen angel had never thrown a party before in all her existence and when the camp was finally liberated she saw her chance to make it happen. Over the last few weeks, everyone seemed down and rather depressed and Anna couldn't blame them. They were kept from each other and segregated like animals. It was nice to finally be able to possibly run into her brothers again and the Winchesters too. She rather missed them despite everything that had happened in their own world. It was one reason the redhead kind of liked it here; she could start over.
Dressed in a pair of jeans and a white top, Anna fluttered around the table she had set up which included pie, most anything you wanted to drink, and some real food too. Mostly all of it came from what she could gather from the storage, which, after hearing Steve's message, had been limited significantly from her original plan. Still, it maintained some of its gusto and extravagance and the angel was happy with how it had turned out. She hoped both Deans and whoever they decided to bring also enjoyed it too.
Anna hummed to herself as she worked, setting out what plates she could find and silverware, while being extra careful not to knock anything over. The fallen angel wanted everything to be perfect because she felt like she had to impress both guests and the people they brought with them. She flushed a bit thinking about him; he was gorgeous in his way and cute too. She was incapable of flirting or doing all those things woman did to strike up a conversation with someone they liked. The best she could do was talk about the Apocalypse and she doubted that would be a turn on.