[Open; Backdated] It's My Party...let's not catch my house on fire.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Who: Anyone and Everyone
What: Balfour's having an odd cross between a dinner party and a birthday party at his house, and he's invited everyone.
When: 15 April
Where: His house in Mallow Hallow

<sub>[So, after his announcement, Balfour had spent a lot of time and energy after crying on Reid's shoulder setting up the party. There's a lot to eat: steaks, chicken, different types of vegetables both grilled and heated up in his microwave. There's also at least four types of alcohol not counting however many types of beer had been brought. He's basically expecting everyone to enjoy themselves and have fun.

There are picnic tables all over for people to eat at, as well as chairs, and the inside of the house has been cleared up a bit to make a sort of bounce house for anyone who wants to use his floor as a trampoline.]</sub>

Comments

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[Balfour jumps and makes a very loud noise when he suddenly finds a tongue on his arm, backpedaling until he bumps the table.]}

Uh...hi? Do you always greet people like that?

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi just grins at him, and then leans over to investigate what he was working on, clawed fingers light and curious as she scents, drawing air through mouth and nose like a cat.]

When I like them, yes. What is this?

[blueeyedflyboy]

It's a pan of brownies.

_{[He wants to comment on how her wy of greeting was a little unnerving, but it's rude and he knows it, so he holds his tongue.]<}

Would you like some?