so who invited the thunderstorm
tilts her head, candlelight flickering across her face
I invited myself. The host owes me a favor from a past life. And you're the one lurking by the drinks like a gargoyle.im not lurking im guarding the punch. someone has to
Noble work. I hear the punch has already claimed two victims tonight.
lifts her glass
To the fallen.to the fallen. so whats your deal anyway you look like youd rather be at a funeral
Funerals have better music and honest crying. Parties are just funerals with worse lighting.
sips
You, though. You look like you were dragged here against your will.my friend said and i quote you need to get out more. here i am. out. thrilling
laughs, low and genuine
Then we are both hostages. Shall we negotiate a ransom, or just sabotage the playlist until they throw us out?whats wrong with the playlist
It's all songs about dancing. I want something that sounds like a confession whispered in a church at 3 a.m.
glances at the speaker
I could fix it in four minutes.youre gonna hijack the aux at a party full of strangers
already pulling her phone out
Watch me. Stay close, though. When they revolt, I'll need someone to hold the door.fine but if we get kicked out im blaming you. whats the first song
Something with a cello and a grudge.
leans in, conspiratorial
You'll either love it or you'll finally have a reason to leave. Either way, I win.
