Morningstar Manor

The pool house was usually warm but tonight was even more comfortable. Plants had been set in corners to give the place a bit of a tropical feel and loungers had been dotted about the room. There were tables for food and drink and the waiting staff were dressed in white pants and colourful shirts or patterned sarongs depending on sex and preference.

The hot tub bubbled

It all looked pretty damn good.

{ooc: Party post rules apply. Tag your guys and gals in then mix 'em up. Tag anyone you please. This post is the FUN post. The angstiness comes later!}

The cut on her ear had been checked and found to be more dramatic looking than it actually was. It had clotted on the ride over from Morningstar and the nurse here had done nothing more than cleaned it and dabbed some antiseptic on before sending Jazz away to the waiting room where, she'd been told, someone would be along to talk to her about Tom.

Tom.... Her chest constricted, the heavy weight that had taken up on her intensifying. He'd still been unconscious, lying so pale and still, when the ambulance had arrived at the hospital and they'd whisked him out of sight without a word to her. And she still had yet to hear anything now.
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She pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes as more tears threatened, telling herself to stay strong until she at least heard something. But behind her eyelids she saw herself back in the mailroom, just a few days ago, showing Tom the poster for the party and heard him saying he didn't want to go.

If only she'd listened! If only she'd left it be....

Guilt touched her soul and she knew she'd never able to forgive herself.

Charlie thought that the guests had enjoyed themselves. Or at least he hoped they had.

Now just a few last revellers were enjoying the hot tub or splashing in the pool but the majority of the people who were left were helping him and Gil and Nick to clear up.

Gil was overseeing the collection of glasses and empty bottles and keeping an eye on his staff, most of whom were still going strong. But Katie was yawning.

"Shall we leave the plants til tomorrow?" Nick asked and Charlie nodded.

"They look fine," he said. "It's more the beer bottles in the pool and the food scraps tucked behind the pillars I'm worried about."

Deacon returned to the table with a plastic box filled with empty cans and bottles and glanced up at the roof. "Pity 'bout the snow," he said. "It woulda been cool to lay in the hot tub and look at the stars."

"Yeah well," Nick growled, "we'd have cleared it only I'm too heavy and Phil hasn't got a head for heights."

"Monday," Charlie said with a grin. "It'll be like old times."

"Why don't you go home?" Gil suggested to Katie. "We can manage here."

"S'okay, hun," she said to him with a weary smile. "We're almost done - hey, what's that? Oh shit, look out!"

[This will be a two part thread - a] the temperature plummets as some of the glass plus the burden of snow fall in potentially causing major and minor cuts and hypothermia amongst the lightly dressed guests, then b] about 10 minutes later the whole of the metal superstructure over the pool collapses potentially causing much more serious injuries. If your pups need medical attention ping Jen for Drew, Elina for Laura and Kel for Rhys. Have some nice angsty fun!]

ETA: Carry on playing. With the dark and the confusion you can pretty much make up whatever you want happening.

Olivia had gone to the hospital with her brother who had gotten severely hurt - that much Robbie knew. He hadn't heard anything from her, but he doubted that she was soundly at sleep even though it was almost 4AM. He at least couldn't sleep before making sure she was alright, or if she needed something, anything.

After hesitating for a good while, Robbie finally picked up the phone when he had convinced himself he would not be imposing himself. He dialed Olivia's number and hoped for the best.