Arcturus and OPEN - multiples welcome!
Despite the vague responses his enquiries over the telephone network had received, Arcturus decided to attend the party he had been invited to. He'd dressed in one of his best formal suits, complete with tailcoat, and then flown over to the address he had been given.
This was a mistake. Thor's attempt to be a good host had precisely the opposite effect on Arcturus, who couldn't stand the loud, blaring music – if one could call it that. It was more like a series of noises that made it impossible to have a proper conversation with anyone. He had lasted all of five minutes indoors before giving up and going out to the garden. Arcturus walked a short distance from the house, and then cast a simple sound barrier spell that would prevent the overspill of noise from reaching him.
Then he lit a cigarette. He'd never really listened to the adults who said that boys shouldn't smoke, because they all did it themselves, which made them hypocrites. A solitary figure on the lawn, he looked back towards the house, wondering if he ought to just go home.