thread: party in the ~ghetto Who: add your tags so we know who went! When: September 10, evening Where: Lima Heights, y'all Warnings: underage drinking + ? (add in subject headers if necessary) What: Santana's turn to throw the victory party. On the roof of her building in Lima Heights Adjacent. Watch yourself!!
Santana scanned across the apartment, sure that anything even remotely mortifying was well hidden. She rarely had people over, partly because the apartment was shoebox-sized, and partly because the address seemed to throw people off. Whatever. They weren't going to be in there much anyway; the party was happening up on the roof, which was, luckily, much more spacious. She just had to keep it open so people could use the bathroom, or get stuff from the kitchen.
She had so much stuff to lug up to the roof. At least she was on the top floor, so it was only one more flight of stairs. Her alcohol hook-up was the big brother of one of the girls on the squad. A few flirty looks, a wad of cash and he'd brought over all the vodka and rum she needed. Plus tons of ice, and a bunch of folding chairs he'd "found someplace", whatever that meant. Then he and his buddies had carried it all up the endless stairs to her place. Awesome.
The chairs were on the roof already, because no way was anybody going to steal them. So it was just the ice, drinks, and a few tall lamps she'd borrowed from her mom's work. She was all for mood lighting, but parties in total darkness tended to suck. Her ipod was the sound-system for the night, which guaranteed the party would be rockin', and her speakers were good enough to carry across the rooftop.
With everything as ready as it could be, she strapped her heels on, checked that her fake eyelashes hadn't gone anywhere, and sat down on on of the stools by the kitchen counter. Now she just needed to wait for some suckers to come and carry everything up there for her. She pulled the vodka and a bottle of diet sprite out of the closest box. No reason she couldn't get her own party started in the meantime.
(ooc: for everybody's reference: the rooftop is pretty big, and open, with a bunch of concrete ledges to sit on. There's an old sofa set someone brought up there once upon a time, and there'll be a card table with all the alcohol on it once she gets it up there. The sides of it are concrete, and high enough that you can't fall over the edge unless you really want to. The stairway to the rest of the building is out of a little shed in the center; directly out from there is the area where most of the lights and chairs and drinks etc are set up - if you walk around to the other side of the roof, it's quieter, and good for a little more ~privacy. Santana's place is the first door you come to from the stairwell on the top level of the building, and there are maybe 9 floors in the building. And no working elevator. So lots of stairs!! (Sorry Artie!!). Brief description of her house here, if you want to know :D )