@Attica@Lost Alice@alexfangtalon

"Mm nightclubs are alright, though I'm more of a social bar kind of gal. I pretty much lived at the Jazz lounge when I was in college." Eliza lightens up even more at the chance that there might be something similar in Suncrest. From their conversation, she could tell that Vivian wasn't a crazy party girl. A thought that she mentally sighed in relief. She's lived with that type of character before which always entailed waking up at 3 am to a drunken roommate who can't even get the bathroom door to open.

As Rupert walks into the room with the energy in the amount enough to power a whole neighborhood, Eliza couldn't help but be as excited and energized as he was. Something about the liveliness he gave off seemed contagious.
"I'd love to join you in that venture. Maybe I'll find something good enough to put on my blog." She hops up from her seat just in time for another of their roommate, Katie, to join in the conversation.

"Great I'll freshen up real quick before we go." Eliza smiles at Vivian in acknowledge to lunch at the Rabbit Hole before slipping into her room and quickly picking out an outfit consisting of a white button up and light colored skinny jeans. She walks out of her room with a smile on her face excited to start the day.
"Let's go treasure hunting."

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"FREE AND POSSIBLY BLESSED... OR CURSED, either way, intriguing. Good morning, sista~" Flailing his sweater paws waving at Katie, smiles and all. "So, like Brunch? Alright, can deal" He nodded towards Vinnie? Vickie? Some V. He grabbed his backpack quick.

"Well, okay, let's get our asses up and moving!!" finger guns, shooting at the door as he skipped ever so merrily. And there stood, around 8 people at Suncrest's 4th floor, the other clump of girls: A living tomato, A timid strawberry and what might be an Amazonian goddess in modern sparta gear and then Mr. Abercrombie with a killer jaw. Wow this place gets crowded, L O V E L Y, he thought and not as a sarcastic remark. There's something about the presence of people that helped the guy cope with certain issues and the he was warmed at the fact that there are about more than 5 people he can run to in desperate need of distraction, he's starting to fall in love with the apartment. They all seemed nice, like-able even and Rupert is always open to pry and know more people. "HIIII-EEE, Good morning, neighbors!!" He waved pausing a skip, with that trademark Rupert cheeriness then swiftly going back to skipping down to the junk pile of wonders.

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"Well, go on, feel free to take whatever." Lourdes heaved dropping what seemed like the last box of junk. Immediately, Pertie's attention was grabbed by a black box that standed out from the rest of the carton boxes. With no hesitation he took the dusty lid off and discovered "JACKPOT! Fuck me raw with a chainsaw, it's a ouija board!" Hot shit. He doesn't believe much in the supernatural but maybe it's time that changed. "What's next a crystal ball?" wiggling his brows, sadly the box only had some half melted red and black candles. ballz. "Who owned this and are they still alive?!". He hopped on to the next box and scored a denim jacket, half-worn and a bit loose but just right to his tastes. The next spoil was a copy of Orwell's '1984' and Huxley's 'Brave New World', Pertie loves him some dystopian fiction. It was a next to a box of unopened packs of streamers, red cups, polka-dotted paper hats, and a few more supplies of the like. "The fuck is this, a care package from Party City?" Examining what turned out to be an un-popped confetti popper, which reminded him...

"Hey, you guys want to throw a little party and christen 4F as our new den? You can bring in plus twos or plus fifties, the more the merrier." Pertie almost squealed. Admittedly, he just wanted the distraction of setting it up but he hasn't partied in a while so it's an extra incentive. And just then another idea clicked, remembering the "spacious rooftop" part in the craigslist ad. He laid his spoils down and walked towards Lourdes. Always has to be an extra step for the guy. "HOLD UP ACTUALLY, Mama Lourdes, can we pretty please use the rooftop for a little party? We will clean it up afterwards and we won't even get in your hair, full responsibility on me. Please?" clasping hers and the lady's hand together before she even realized. Gritted smile waiting for a response met with an "Okay, just don't burn the apartment down and make sure you're not disruptive to the other tenants."

"Thank you, I love you, you're the best!!" he announced slightly louder than he thought as he hugged her, personal space what? "I'm excited, are you excited?! Can you help me plan it? You will, right? meals on me if you do, say yes?" He asked the group, who might actually be a bit overwhelmed? gleeful? what's on their faces? Rupert has a hard time reading people and it takes him a while. He grabbed his spoils and slid it in his backpack. "OKAY, let's get brunch, I am starving!" he exclaimed, smile beaming because he now has a big excuse to run from the problem, the ex boyfriend problem. Not that it's bothering him at all, 'psh, what even is a Lucas?!' his smile dropped a bit, even remembering his name brought out that slither of discomfort. Why is it even bothering him so much? the thought lingered but he brushed it off with the image of waffles and freshly brewed coffee.

After putting all of her groceries in the proper location, Barbara sprawled out on her couch. Her head rested on the pillows as she closed her eyes for a moment, her legs stretched out as she wiggled her toes in happy motion. Sundays were nice for these moments right here. She reached for her phone and browsed through missed texts and flicked through her Facebook wall. She remembered when Facebook first had became popular, and now it was a place for memes and a cess pool for all the people that were doing better off than her. Barbara closed her eyes for a moment ready to take a little cat nap before a sudden pounding on the door woke her up.

"Fuck me." she groaned as she flung her self slowly up and off the couch. She peeked through the door to see the guy she had shown around when he had first arrived. Bryan was lucky he was a handsome and fun person to hang out with or Barbara would have slunk back to the couch and pretended not to be home for the rest of the evening.

Unlocking the door and unlatching the metal chain that posed as a secondary lock, Barbara opened the door with a soft smile, "Couldn't resist? Had to come see your ol' girl again?" Babs asked, teasing Bryan as she opened the door for him. He was dressed exceptionally nice and she wondered what she owed the pleasure of him visiting. "Make yourself at home Bry, I just got ice cream if you want some." she offered, making sure he took off his shoes before he entered into her home.

Bryan Alexanders

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Bryan Waited a few moments for an answer. In the few moments he spent waiting he checked his breath to make certain it smelled of freshness, even if it had Bryan would pop a wintergreen altoid for safe measure. When he had finished checking his breath Bryan brushed his hand across his waves taking care to keep them nice and smooth and catching any stray hair that may be out of place. Smoothing his jacket next. Bryan finished last minute preening he heard the clicking and unlatching of the door as it opened slowly.

There she stood those gorgeous eyes demanding his attention. Fuck, she was cute Bry thought to himself as she began to speak, "Couldn't resist? Had to come see your ol' girl again?" “You KNOW I couldn’t babygirl” he said giving a wink and a smile as he took her invitation to come in. Btyan knew the rules from the first time he was over here and as PER the rules he slipped his shoes off at the door causing him to lose about an inch in height but still leaving him standing a solid 6’2. “That’s a no go on the ice cream babygirl. It doesn’t really sit well with getting cursed out 1st thing in the morning.” He said with a smile. As he gave babs a friendly hug before stealing her seat on the couch.

“today is a nice day you would say right I think so too but heres the thing nightclubs don’t really be jumpin like that on Sundays like have you ever seen Sunday at a night club? Its b-team at best and its boring as fuck so what I was thinking is that id take you up on that offer from when we first hung out. I say the two New Yorkers show Washington how a party is thrown you feel me? Like we gotta get checked out with Lourdes but I don’t see a no” Bryan said in hopes that she would be down. The party needed to get in production Now if it was going to happen. “I already got a DJ some food girls all that shit on speed dial but im saying I don’t know if you know but I know we need some you know…you know” He wasn’t sure if she got the reference but hoped she did some weed would have this party lit and some ex well everybody would be sure to have a damn good time.

He knew he bombarded her with a lot of questions but knew the NYC in her would catch it all and give it right back he had no worries he just awaited the green light and this shit was on.

@Bee@Fabricant451

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"I'm not walking Verne, I just have shit to do in the house and thought I'd go for a walk. Something you'd never do." She grinned to make it clear she was joking, before turning back to Kate. "Well, I mean, I can go over to her place and bitch basically." She shrugged and leant against the wall, idly spinning her keychain around her finger just so her hands would have something to do. "She's like a punching back for emotional baggage. You can sort of hit her with it and she'll just shrug." A smile crossed over her face, and the keys flew off of her finger, causing her to blush and scurry over to them, then stuff them in her pocket. She'd already embarrassed herself.

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Aiden almost sighed with relief as Damien managed to play off his awkwardness with humor. He let himself relax, taking his hands out of his pocket and running one of them through his hair. "Well, I had to eventually. I like to know some things about the person I'd be living with for who knows how long," he replied with warm smile, one of the first ones he's had in weeks. He was surprised at himself and Damien for accomplishing that. "I've been... too busy to meet people yet. Aside from Vivian, but I met her before I moved in actually." What Aiden didn't say was that it was actually a pleasant surprise for him that the girl that he met in the bookstore the other day was actually his new neighbor. If he wasn't so heartbroken at the moment, he might even think of her as 'cute'. But the idea of dating someone new was absolutely horrifying for Aiden and he'd rather not deal with the fact that he hadn't gotten over Val yet.

"Anyways, I've figured it was time to finally socialize," he said, shaking away any thoughts he had about his ex-girlfriend. "Did you have any plans? If not, I wouldn't mind some company as I introduced myself to our neighbors."

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Katie thought of the proposals by both Vee and Pertie. Before Vee walked off Katie's voice followed her saying, "A Rabbit Hole lunch sounds good to me. I'll see ya there." After that she turned to the other two and said, "Modern day adventures we are searching for the lost junk box." She smiled at her horrible joke and quickly finished her smoothie before they left.

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Katie stood back letting Pertie rifle through the boxes first getting the less valuable items outta the way. She always thought he had odd tastes at times but when he scored a copy of 1984 she indeed frowned a bit. Once he moved on to the next box she searched the one the books had come from. In the bottom lying under the rubble of Pertie's ransacking, she noticed an unused journal. Picking it up she thought about how she hadn't used one of these since junior high. Deciding she might as well keep it since she was unlikely to find anything else she listened to the tail end of Pertie's excitement on a possible party.

She smirked thinking it might be a good way to get over her annoyances she'd been having recently. "Sure, party sounds like fun. I'll help but you should know I've never actually planned a successful party. Let's go eat and talk about it there."

With a wink and a smile Bryan came in and removed his shoes as prerequisite. His breath smelled good as he spoke to her and she wondered if he had been brushing his teeth outside her door or at least popped a mint or two. It didn't matter much as long as he didn't smell bad- something that Barbara couldn't stand. Hearing his denial for her ice cream she pouted slightly, "Ice cream goes perfectly with being cussed out. I've had my moments, I would know!" she teased, but didn't push the food on to him anymore. The two exchanged hugs before sitting on the couch together.

Bry began selling Babs an idea of throwing a party at the complex verses going out to the night club. He wasn't wrong that Sundays out were the worst crowd there was. Everyone had to go home early and no one wanted to go all out because they wanted to wake up hangover free come Monday. She nodded along as he spoke, agreeing to what he had to say. When he mentioned the drugs she threw her head back in a laugh. "Yeah I got it, no problem. My guy owes me a favor and he knows I'm good for business." She was lucky Bryan had came along. He was a lot of fun, but she couldn't help but think he was going to cause her a lot of trouble in the future as well.

"I'm in. Let's do it." she gave a shit eating grin, pushing a strand of loose hair behind her ear. She reached down and grabbed her phone from the floor and texted a few people for supplies before placing it back down on the floor. "Should we go down and talk to Lolo about using the roof? Maybe gather some people while we're at it?" Barbara asked, getting off the couch and prepping herself for him to say they should go.

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@Lady Selune@Bee

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The story of how Vern met Jeanne was not nearly as interesting as it possibly could've been and though Vern was certainly willing to embellish a story, she found herself distracted a moment by someone who was far too chipper for the time of day. She turned her head as the man walked past and the only thing Vern could do was stare blankly ahead in utter confusion until the dulcet tones of Jeanne brought her back to the present situation. Whoever that was that could be so utterly happy so utterly early was dangerously close to leaving a bad impression.

"What she said, minus the 'I don't walk' thing." Vern shrugged in agreement with her hands firmly planted in what would've been her pockets had her choice of shirt not made that a far more awkward task. "Basically J.J. here works harder than she should and since there's no drugs around here I was the next best thing. People kinda like to unload their issues on me. See this?" Vern held up her right arm, pointing to the bit of flab shaking idly. "It's not 'cuz of the cheeseburgers, Kate, it's everyone's bitching and moaning congealed into cellulite. Not that I mind. J.J.'s probably the coolest person on the floor."

As if on cue, as soon as Vern finished her little praise, so flew Jeanne's keys off of her finger. Vern, being the good friend she was, didn't bother stifling her snicker as she watched Jeanne pick up the keys like a dejected child. "That's why they pay you the big bucks, J.J. For grace and poise in the face of adversity. Or humiliation." Vern's light-hearted commentary petered off with another snicker, capped with a small snort; it was mostly second nature, her snorting laugh.

"And for the record, I'm going for a walk myself. Down to the corner shop. And possibly to get a breakfast sandwich. I'd ask if either of you wanna come but I'm not sure Miss Billboard over here has room for cross-promotion."

Watching Jeanne's keys fly to the floor was something that brought a smile even out of Kate. It was funny to watch her go down and get her keys, even though she had literally just met her. Verne's comment had also prompted a stifled snicker from Kate. Kate's own lanyard was simply dangling from her hand, held in place due to her folded arms. Compared to Jeanne's keys, Kate's lanyard had a lot on it for someone who had just moved here. It had her car keys, home keys, keys to her work, a carabiner, and a variety of keychains. If she had dropped it she was pretty sure it was going to make a pretty loud noise.

She was about to go off on her own before Verne mentioned that she was headed downstairs to get breakfast. Breakfast sounded good. Processing the comment about her being a walking billboard - suddenly this outfit wasn't such a good idea anymore. It was too much of one brand in one place. "I'll take you up on that offer. I was just headed down there anyway. Great opportunity to advertise."

Bryan Alexanders

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Bryan chuckled as Babs told him about the ice cream and getting cursed out. “I legit wouldn’t know it happens rarely people I’m with don’t normally want to do the whole morning time affection thing.” He said with a shudder. Nice Bryan thought to himself. the idea of a little herb and some recreational drugs always made parties a bit livelier and this time would prove to be no different. Any calls that needed to be made could be made as they gathered supplies. Bry waited a moment before Babs gave the signature smile and the ok.

"I'm in. Let's do it." That was all Bry needed to hear before following behind Babs. “As for people I saw a bunch of tenants not far from here talking, and judging from the looks of things they looked to be on their way out if we move we might be able to catch them and inform them of the loud noises that will be coming from the roof later once we get up there” Bry said with a chuckle knowing full well what it sounded like. “And yeah we should def get this cleared with LOLO, like this isn’t going to be no Philly house party naa this shits gonna be jumping like we was legit in NYC. Yes, Yes it is time to bring some of the big apple into the state of Washington.” Bry said as he closed the door behind them both.

It was a short walk to the elevator and an even faster ride down but there was more than enough time for small talk. “So we can run past your guys crib cop some party favors and then head over to the grocery store for plates and cups and all that shit.” Bry said as the doors to the elevator opened and he could hear a few people closer to the main entryway.

@alexfangtalon@Lost Alice

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There seemed to be a gathering outside in the hallway as the three roommates stepped out to do some scavenging downstairs. They all seemed to be above-average looking people, some far exceeding that standard. Eliza didn't have time to pause and scan the beautiful blur of people in front of her as Rupert made the greeting for them. All she could do was give a small smile as they squeezed past them to continue their journey.

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"A party sounds nice." Eliza chimes in at Rupert's suggestion. It's been ages since Eliza last been to a social gathering. Her work life and the hectic decision to move here had taken up her entire time leaving little for social interaction. It's only been just a few weeks since coming here but she's itching to meet people, make new friends, and maybe find some romance in her life. Her romance life was incredibly dry, it hasn't even been hydrated in the first place. She focused way too much on academics and slimming down all through college and high school was a joke. Eliza didn't even know where to start when it comes to flirting with someone. She got lost in her thought as she shuffled through the junk not even giving a wonder if any of the stuff would be of any use.

Eliza gave a small smile to Rupert and Katie when conversing about setting up the party,
"Yeah I'd love to help, though all I'll be good for is running around to get supplies and lifting heavy stuff." Eliza picked up what looked like a possessed doll with its eye missing and within the hole, a small spider crawled out. Immediately she dropped the doll and jumped back with a small yelp escaping her lips.
"L-let's get to lunch!" Eliza rushed ahead trying to shake off the horrifying encounter with the 8-legged creature.