Someone's old and everyone needs to know.

[i_got_this]

Who: Anyone! This means YOU!
What: York's Over The Hill Party because he admitted to being fucking 40
When: Tonight!
Where: Ballroom!
Rating: PG-13 for language (South)

Although it was something of a last minute production, South was eager for the chance to rub in York's age a little. She'd felt at such a disadvantage being the baby of her little group, and once the opportunity presented itself for a little mischief she couldn't ignore it.

It had taken some organization and a call out to York's friends, but people who knew him (and even some who didn't) were willing to pitch in and help out.

Thus, South had put up a bunch of decorations, in addition to whatever some of the others brought in. She even had a special hat for the party Boy. Five had someone making a cake, Aradia was helping put up decorations, Reno was in charge of alcohol ... South was quite pleased with herself.

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Comments

[youfallback]

That's not all too surprising to her. After all, being in the military carried such a heavy risk with it, and even still here in the Castle, there's always that chance of being sent home and... well, she doesn't want to think about that right now.

"Wouldn't be life without it."

[alias_savant]

"No, it wouldn't. It keeps things interesting."

[youfallback]

"Still would prefer the Castle to tell us exactly what it wants; we'd do better living here." Carolina shifts her weight, gaze flicking briefly over to York before back at Neal. Case in point, York had somehow lived here for three years and that didn't seem like it would change any time soon while others seemed to come and go in the space of a month.

[alias_savant]

"True. It would make things a lot easier. Or at least let us know if it takes requests."