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[formidable]

[Amelia should have learned how to use her cell phone properly at some point. She meant to send her message inviting people for a drink to a few select people in town-- Libby her bartender, Emily Maxwell, a previous student of hers, hell maybe even Micheal and Adam.

Somehow this hasn't happened.]



[Amelia had to shoo away the talking cats, clear the living room of the books and practically redecorate the interior of the house-- it was no longer the cozy vintage home she had been living in for decades, but rather a fancy contemporary and industrial looking household.

A household now filled with various party goers called up by a certain billionaire playboy who is a terrible person. The nice thing about being in a witch's house is that the food and drink are plentiful and that the magic that's literally around in the house seems to keep people in high spirits. Some people are also complimenting the now well-dressed Amelia how charming and post-modern the wind chimes decorating her ceiling were. Funny how they aren't making any sounds despite the crowd.

As for the witch, she's walking around and doing her best to be pleasant despite her dislike of huge crowds and keeping an eye on the hallway. People could get lost in there unfortunately.

This is going to be a long Friday.]

Comments

[griffonix]

I just have one more potentially embarrassing question, then I swear I'm done.

[recluserose]

... Go ahead. I'll do my best to answer.

[griffonix]

Do you have a spare bedroom I could borrow? Just in case.

1/3

[recluserose]

[recluserose]

[recluserose]

[She sighs, clenches her fist-- and when she opens it up, there's a small compass which she holds out to Madigan.]

In the hallway, there should be a spare room, three doors down on the right. If you get lost, the compass will lead you back out here.

[griffonix]

[ she takes the compass, grinning ] You are a true friend, Amelia Steinbeck.

[recluserose]

It's hard to tell if this is a friendly gesture or not. I just feel uncertain now.

[griffonix]

I'll stay after the party and help you clean up as a thank you?

[recluserose]

[Silence.

And Amelia nods]

I'd appreciate that very much.

[griffonix]

It's a deal, then. And I cast my vote for tomorrow being girls' night in.

[recluserose]

I don't object to that. After tonight, I'm going to need it.

[griffonix]

Yesss, we can binge on popcorn and chick flicks.

[recluserose]

... Do you mind root beer floats?

[griffonix]

Are you kidding? I love root beer floats.

[recluserose]

[... Yaaaaaaaay]

I'll add that to the list then.

[griffonix]

Sounds like a plan to me.

[recluserose]

I wonder how I'll explain myself to my students on Monday after this is all over?

[griffonix]

Tell them the truth? At least half the truth. You invited a friend over, and they in turn invited a whole bunch of people without telling you.

[recluserose]

I'll probably have to resort to that. I bet this will ruin their image of the stern literature teacher they've built me up to be.