WHO: Malia Tate and EVERYONE WHAT: Housewarming party/rave WHEN: Saturday afternoon and evening WHERE: Malia and Peter's loft WARNINGS: TBD, let me know! STATUS: OPEN/ONGOING
Malia had never thrown a party before, but she knew what she liked. She had her apartment that she shared with Peter lit by black lights and strings of Christmas lights. Music was blaring from the speakers. Several tables were heavily laden with food. She'd spent a lot of money on this party, but it was important to her. It was, after all, her chance to show the world that she was okay; it was her re-emergence into the human world. The last month had been hard, but she was strong and she'd survived. And survival was something to celebrate.
The door was unlocked, with a handwritten sign for anyone who arrived to just come in. Malia wasn't the sort to greet all of her guests. Instead, she was dancing, very sensuously and very involved, to the music, seeming to lose herself in it completely.