Gabriel "Gabe" Eldridge (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lvlup) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} commandhq, |
"Think they'd take requests? Holding out for a Hero should be the next one that's up. Well, the next one that someone who can sing hits up. Unless they're absolutely wasted- I think that'd be acceptable, for someone to drunkenly mangle a few good songs. Drunk and all." Gabe grinned right back, though he wasn't about to do it. He needed to have a lot more beer than he'd had in order to think about karaoke and honestly getting drunk in front of people he had to live with was a terrible idea. So he wasn't about to do it.
So... soda and awkward conversation it was. Besides, this was the best place to get to know people, Momma S had always said that; parties were good for circulating, networking and getting to know people who you didn't normally get a chance to interact with.
He tipped his drink towards Raven in thanks. "Unlike Cady, though, I won't abandon you for the popular kids. I'm well aware I don't get to sit at their table. Plus I look awful in pink." He grinned and took a sip of his drink, eyes flicking up to the make-shift stage, shaking his wrist out. Man, was it normal to feel itchy underneath it?
With a grimace, Gabe leaned against the table too. "Quite probably. Or a drunken serenade of My Heart Will Go On. Or a couple's gonna get up and sing don't go breaking my heart." He pulled a melodramatically sad face. "I think at that point someone should storm the stage."