Jill & OTA
She'd been planning to move on Saturday, but then she'd gotten the invitation and that idea had gone right out the window. Izzy and Johnny were absolutely more important -- they were as much sister and brother to her as Lissa and Andre. (Except Johnny wasn't nearly as much of a jerk as Andre, but details. Details, man.)
Of course, Jill was also hungover as all hell thanks to the night before, but she'd pulled her shit together in the name of this party. Family was more important than the fact that her head felt like a team of tiny little dwarves with drills was going off in her head and hadn't gone on strike yet.
So she'd grabbed a drink -- decidedly not alcoholic -- and was staying in one spot, thank you very much. She was still more than happy to be social, though, because her.