[ open mingle post ] acting up, drink in my cup

[thevulnerability]

Who: All the singles
Where: The Love Hotel Champagne Room
When: February 1st-3rd
Rating: pg-13, language is ok but if you want more, get your own room :|
Summary: Chloe and Freya are having a singles party to escape the real purpose of the love hotel.
The Story:

[ Once everyone has a general idea of what is going on, Chloe and Freya manage to co-opt a room a little out of a way for their own, less than romantic purposes. The room is decadent enough - there are beds, of course, and some chairs and a cozy fireplace, but the best part is the giant champagne hot tub that is the perfect temperature and comfortable enough to spend a weekend in.

The room is also stocked with plenty of booze and food, whether you are in the mood for pizza or chocolate covered strawberries is up to you. Mostly, it is an oasis for those who are unattached, whether it be by choice or not. Just because it's a love hotel doesn't mean singles can't have fun, too!

Please feel free to make your own top levels, closed or open welcome, tag out and do your thing. ]

Comments

chloe decker | ota

[thevulnerability]

[ For Chloe, this whole experience is a little too close to her short acting stint for comfort. That said, she isn't going to turn down a room with a hot tub, not when that and hanging out with Freya seems like a blissful alternative to spending the weekend sequestered in a romantic room, stewing in her own complicated feeling about relationships. If this is what Wonderland feels like handing her, she's going to make the best of it.

For the time being, she is relaxing in the tub, decked out in something that could be lingerie or a bathing suit depending on who is looking at it. But it's what the wardrobe gave her, so she's wearing it confidently, lounging in the hot tub with a glass of red wine in her hand. ]

[selfworthbitches]

Gotta hand it to you, Decker.

[Shocking no one, Mazikeen's in a tiny black bikini, and while she's not actively hitting on Chloe, for the moment anyway, she sure is looking around at the other singles hungrily.]

This is brilliant. I wouldn't have thought you had it in you.

[thevulnerability]

[ Chloe isn't thrilled about that predatory look, but as long as it's not directed at her, she's not going to comment on it. ]

I didn't design the room, I just found it. Don't give me that much credit.

[selfworthbitches]

Huh? Not that. [Maze waves a hand and looks back towards Chloe.] Room's fine. Gathering all the singles is what's brilliant. It's like a buffet of availability.

[thevulnerability]

Maze, it's not speed dating. It's supposed to be for people who just want to be single and left alone.

[ Chloe isn't dumb enough to know that there won't be at least a couple hookups that come out of this but she does know none of them will be her. ]

[persevere]

[Caroline is here because Klaus is here and she's gonna hang out with the singles even if she isn't. She'll just make sure to be a very good friend and not do anything relationshippy while she's here. It's fine.

She plops down on the edge of the hot tub, slipping her bare legs into the water but not sliding in all the way since she's not dressed for it. She has the appropriate matching glass of wine, though.]

Hey you.

[thevulnerability]

[ Chloe hasn't been militant about who shows up to the party, and even if she had been, she would have made an exception for Caroline and Klaus. She offers her friend a wide smile, perfectly content to have a chance to catch up with her. ]

Did you and Klaus decide to come up for air?

[ That doesn't mean she won't give Caroline a little shit, though. ]

[persevere]

[She rolls her eyes playfully, taking a sip out of her wineglass to cover her smirk. Clearly, Chloe knows them well.

Of course, she does.]

Look, when Wonderland gives us something that isn't a complete disaster, we have to take advantage, right?

[She nudges the other blonde in the upper arm with the side of her foot.]

But I wasn't about to miss this little shindig.

[thevulnerability]

I can be happy someone is getting some action, even if it isn't me.

[ She wrinkles her nose, having had just enough to drink to actually admit that, and playfully nudges Caroline's food back with her shoulder. ]

Can you believe it, though? Me, throwing a party? This place really has changed me.

[ Let's be honest, this was probably mostly Freya's idea. ]

Dorian Gray | OTA

[theothermrgray]

[Well, then. This has got to be the most ridiculous brothel he has ever been to in his life! If he can even call it that. A part of him wants to bang his head against the wall now that his New Year's resolutions are going down the drain at an alarming rate, but it's drowned out by the chance to mingle and perhaps find someone to (ahem) make proper use of the facilities with.

So here he is, lounging in the hot tub wearing what the closet seems to think is appropriate at the moment, basking in the sheer novelty of lounging in a giant champagne glass. If he's not doing that, he's relaxing by the fire in a smoking jacket and slacks, tasting wine from a decidedly smaller glass and maybe tasting some of those chocolate covered strawberries.

Life is good, for now.]

Eleanor Shellstrop | OTA!

[shrimpheavennow]

[Eleanor is...torn. For multiple reasons.

She's torn because it feels like this place is torturing her specifically, and she was SO SURE finally that Wonderland isn't something related to Places, but. Fucking fork fuck. She just hooked up with a guy, admittedly while fucked up by an event and also fucked up by booze, but...still. And she shows up here? This place has to be targeting her in particular, right? It's gotta know she's feeling shitty about sleeping with someone when she might technically dating Chidi, right?

She's torn about that too. Was one kiss enough? When you're dead do labels even matter? Does it matter if it was official if it would hurt Chidi to know she did that? Would it count if it was a girl?

And she's torn about how she wants to deal. She generally hasn't done well when dealing alone, admittedly, and this place seems like a particularly humiliating place to get murdered just because you wandered off alone. But maybe she can't trust herself around other people? Especially other people and booze?

It's probably clear on her face, as she stares at a table full of liquor and wine, that she's torn. Not to mention how long she's been staring and not moving. Ethics requires a lot of brain power and she got tripped up on whether it's a bad idea to have a drink, okay?]

Hey babe.

[theothermrgray]

[Another person stops by the liquor table to pour himself a glass of wine. He turns around and...

Oh. It's that guy she hooked up with.

From the similarly awkward look on his face, he sees her standing there too.]

. . . Ah. Hello again.

[shrimpheavennow]

[Eleanor turns, already wincing.]

Uh...hi.

[Fuck, maybe if she was drunk already this would be easier to deal with. She feels a weird urge to apologize, except she doesn't think this guy was at all bothered by her behavior the last time they saw each other.]

Weird place, huh?

[theothermrgray]

It certainly is...

[Dorian is tempted to pour the poor woman a glass, but he has a feeling she won't enjoy it much.]

You're making the most of it, I hope?

[shrimpheavennow]

[Eleanor narrows her eyes, tilting her head dramatically.]

And what do you mean by that, Lord of the Rings Elf?

[She immediately throws her hands up, face apologetic.]

Sorry, defense mechanism. Uh. Nope, mostly I've been debating if it's this place making me worse, or booze. Or both. Or maybe I'm just no good when Chidi's not here.

[Fuck, probably shouldn't have mentioned Chidi.]

[selfworthbitches]

[Maze reaches around her to snag a bottle, still wearing her bikini from the hot tub. She's standing just a little too close. She smiles, leaning her head around to get a better look.]

Were you going for this one?

[shrimpheavennow]

[Eleanor glances from the bottle, to Maze, to her bikini, back to her face.]

Uh. I don't know. Maybe. Eventually.

[She finally looks back at the table full of booze and sighs.]

I keep making worse decisions while drunk. I'm beginning to think there might be a connection.

[selfworthbitches]

Well. [Maze tilts her head, looking Eleanor up and down with very little subtlety.] You could try making a bad decision sober. See how it compares.

Mazikeen | ota

[selfworthbitches]

[Mazikeen's pretty sure a singles mixer is a place to find hook-ups. That's why she's here anyway. She's always got a casual sexiness about her, a combination of her appearance and the graceful, deadly way she moves.

But she's amping it up today, lounging in just a bikini whether or not she's in the hot tub, eating chocolate covered strawberries and drinking champagne. If someone she's interested in approaches her, she'll give a slow smirk.]

Come here often?

[poppycock]

( klaus is here not because he is single (which he is not) but because it seemed like the thing to do while taking a breather from other enjoyable activities. (caroline's around here somewhere.) and, of course, what kind of brother would he be if he didn't show up to keep an eye on his sister? (sorry, freya. though more likely he was giving her an update on their mad scientist situation.)

he meets maze by the strawberries. for himself, he's pouring a glass of champagne. he notices the smirk, though the interest isn't readily returned. ) To this particular table or to love hotels in general? No, honestly, to both.

[theothermrgray]

[Is Mazikeen interested in prettyboys? Because Dorian happens to be one who knows exactly what she's trying to do.

And he's all for it, should she be interested.]

No, actually... And once this event's done with I'm afraid I'll never be able to return again. It's a pity, really.

freya mikaelson | ota

[deathlessness]

[Freya's mostly in this for the drinking. And the pizza. But mostly the drinking?

She's never really understood the vitrol by single people for Valentine's Day, but that was generally in spaces where she could avoid them. Here, she's found herself surrounded by the most garrish examples available, she's starting to see why they'd want to avoid it.

So drinking. Lot of pizza. Copious time in the hot tub. Eventually running out of pizza and maybe dangling her arm over the edge of the champagne glass and pointing to whoever happened to be below her.]

Hey! Hey. Can you bring me that thing? I'm out.

I AM FINALLY HERE

[thecourier]

Sayin' please won't fuckin' kill y'.

[God, why is he even here? It's only being drunk that's making it bearable, and only being drunk that means he doesn't tell Freya exactly where she can stick her request.

Instead, he looks around quizzically for what the hell she means.]

Gonna hafta be more specific, lady.

WELCOME

[deathlessness]

[It takes her a minute because she's drunk enough that the word "pizza" is escaping her at the moment.]

Triangle pasta bread.

[She makes a triangle gesture with her hands.]

The ones you eat.

[Then, as an afterthought:]

Please!

[thecourier]

[Triangle pasta what... The shape, at least, gives him something to go on and he glances to the area she's gesturing at to see--]

... Pizza, Freya. It's fuckin' pizza.

[He's known what pizza is for all of three years and he can still hit on the name better. He picks up a plate and, after a short few moments of consideration, decides on using the stairs to get it to her.

Look, she can't even remember the name of the stuff, he definitely doesn't trust her not to tip the lot over his head.]

Jus' leave this up 'ere, shall I?