[For someone who's organized the entire thing, Stiles is... well, not looking as cheerful as one might imagine. But despite that, during the early hours of the evening, he'll be hanging about near the door, waving people in and handing every single person who enters a slip of paper that has been modified so the "Dark Side" is drawn over with a line and above it reads "Modernity Club".
Later on, he can be found sitting on one of the beanbag chairs he's dragged into the room, munching on a blueberry muffin he actually baked earlier and leafing through a How to survive a zombie apocalypse book he found in the library.
But if you somehow managed to sneak in without him spotting you, or aren't inclined to come bother him when he's slouching around... at the latest you're forced to notice him when he stands up, calling out:]
Alright, dudes and-, uh, dudettes? Anyway, welcome to the first official meeting of the Modernity Club, here for all your modern needs! Uh, there's a list on that table there, there, no, not there, next to that- is that a quilt? That looks like a lagoon? Who the hell brought that here? [UH WHO CARES keep going, Stiles.]
Right, yeah, [he scratches his cheek] so, next to that, there's a list where you can write if there's anything you'd want to learn about! Like, movies you'd want to see, for anyone to explain what movies are, how to use a toaster, what not to do with a vacuum, things like that. So if you're gonna show up next week, write something! Because otherwise it's gonna be another week of Victoria Falls, and I'm pretty sure no one who isn't Haru wants that.