[NYE Party] happy new year and lots of fun

[nascensibility]

Who: EVERYONE, but especially you!
Where: Wonderland Ballroom
When: New Year's Eve
Rating: PG - PG13 (will change if applicable)
Summary: New Year's Eve Party
The Story:

[ Previously in the month all residents received an invitation to a formal event: a black tie affair to ring in the New Year. The ballroom and adjacent areas are decked out for the party starting at eight o'clock sharp, meticulously planned and executed, glittering décor to match the no doubt glittering attire as music pours into the halls from the dance floor.

Bars flank each side, service for all manner of alcohol unless a minor requests something, and the primary setting stage features an enormous clock for the countdown. ]




[ Where will you be when the clock strikes midnight? ]

Comments

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn sees the shatter right before it arrives, edging her chair closer and moving the catch Jane as she begins to shake, to fall. The embrace is only as tight as it needs to be, conscious that Jane might want to pull away from her.]

Don't say that. You're hurt. You're more than permitted to be hurt.

[She supplements with a little squeeze.]

I'm your friend. I want you to feel as though you can come to me.

[endingpoint]

But it's your party.

[ She sniffles as she says that, looking around, and just as she suspected, every now and then someone glances her way and Jane knows she's making a scene. So, she takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. ]

Thank you. For being my friend. I know you are, and I know I can, but not now. You...you should have fun. I want you to. We can talk later.

[ She's focusing on every word, making an effort to convince herself and Evelyn that she's sobering up. Evie has Dan, and a midnight kiss she can't miss, and Jane won't be the reason why she missed it. ]

[nascensibility]

[It's Evelyn's party, and her friends can cry if they want to.]

Jane.

[She stresses, because she knows that this woman is going to continue to blame herself. She can relate, having been there many times.]

I don't give a fig about this, but I want you to get some rest. Drink some coffee, some tea, just- anything that requires brewing and not stewing. That includes beer.

[endingpoint]

Okay.

[ She says it a little guiltily, looking down. ]

I think I'm gonna...go home. Go and...have tea.

[ Which is how she'll wind up in a tea room when she drunk texts Kurt. ]

Thank you, Evie. For...you. For listening.