The Party: Before Twelve | Evie and Open
Evie was more than satisfied by the number of parties that seemed to be happening lately, and really if she had it her way it would be even more. She sat on one of the overturned crates near the fire. Any time it looked like the bonfire might even be in the slightest danger of dwindling, she gave it a little spark from her powers rather than just doing anything the normal way by adding more fuel to the flames.
She had started with her own beer that she had brought, and had moved to some of the whiskey because it was there. She was pleasantly buzzed, enjoying the constant stream of people that seemed to be around, talking to whoever would stop by long enough for some conversation.