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Dipper Pines ([personal profile] krmvgivv) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2019-01-22 08:41 pm

party post } let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find (forward dated to 1/28))

Who: The WIRTHDAY BOY, Dipper, Mabel, anyone friends with Wirt/anyone who happens to show up.
Where: fourth floor tea room
When: forward dated to 1/28
Rating: unlikely to get higher than PG-13
Summary: It's Wirt's 17th birthday! Dipper and Mabel are in charge of planning, and Wirt doesn't want anything too big or crazy. So you know. Time for an open mic party.
The Story:

Invitations spread quietly by word of mouth. "Surprise Party. Come to the fourth floor tea room. Bring something to perform. Don't tell Wirt!" Dipper and Mabel make sure to tell the people they know are Wirt's friends, but they also expect word to get around. Others can hear about it or just come in. Wirt doesn't want a big party, but they're guessing the particulars of this party will keep it small.

By the time people start to arrive, the tea room's been transformed. It looks like the most cliche hipster cafe you can imagine, like a preteen girl's imagination made flesh. There are mismatched chairs and low windows and exposed brick, and a stage that looks more like a wooden platform than anything else. There's a coffee bar with tea and hot chocolate and lots of cookies and snacks piled high, plus a cake. There aren't any baristas here. Just a sign that reads Cafe Music and Wirts.

Price of admission is agreeing to perform something, though the birthday boy is excused from this unless he wants to go. It's supposed to be fun for him, after all.
singloversing: I Was Never a Normal Boy - Nightmare of You (On how to go (alright?))

[personal profile] singloversing 2019-03-03 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not sure how to say "non-existent money literally doesn't have any worth" without sounding like he's totally shooting down the compliment. He knows what Dipper means, and it means a little more coming from him.]

Uh. Thanks, I guess? I-I really wasn't sure I even would, and the poetry definitely wasn't happening, but...I think I'm glad I did? Maybe?