InsaneJournal

Who: EVERYONE? Basically anyone that can legit find a reason to be at this party!
What: Thanks to Abigail it's become common knowledge that Lydia has the apartment to herself until Saturday, so it's party time at the Apostolos place! Tons of people get invited and it may swing a little out of control when some gods begin to arrive with their vessels!
Where: The Apostolos Apartment above the Antique Shop and Showroom.
When Friday at eight!



Everything had to be perfect, so that meant cleaning not only her stupid room but Phil's and her mother's master bedroom too. She left the stupid temple room for last and just before she got picked up to do shopping with Abigail she said, "fuck it!" and just hoped no one would go in if she told them not to. As much as she didn't give a shit about the offerings to Apollo she did give a shit about her mother's wrath at a wrecked altar. It was important to her, blasphemous to remove anything until Corrine did the proper rituals. God she hoped drunk ass fools wouldn't wreck shop there!

Hours later (and after WAY to many trips into fitting rooms for someone like Lydia) she was hosting her first legit Manhattan party. It wasn't swank (hell, it wasn't a loft or studio, but three bedrooms was pretty big regardless) and she was sure there were more hoppin' places to go that night but at least she would have her girls and Oliver. Those were the only people she cared about.

And then everyone and their moms showed up. Christ, she was just thankful that someone had the bright idea to invest in food as well as alcohol. There were bowls of chips and dip on a table in the middle of the living room and in the fridge was so much beer she didn't even think there was room for any actual food in the damn thing! She had purchased a couple bottles of liquor for shots and kept them in the freezer and someone thought to bring even more so there was no end to the possibilities of how fucked up they could get. On her television through her brother's x-box live she brought up Zune that was playing through some pretty good music, a playlist of things she, Abigail, and Lori all liked.

This was either going to be stupidly epic or an epic fail or maybe? Maybe both.