Xavier Lundstrom

July 09, 2021 9:07 PM
OOC: Have made multithread so people can chat to each other or have lots of little interactions BIC:

Xavier glanced at the large cake, brimming with fresh strawberries and cream. What if no one showed up? What if too many people showed up and there wasn’t enough? He suspected the former problem was more likely, though he knew for sure that Oz was coming, and that he’d promised to bring Henry. Xav had told Alexei, and also mentioned it to whoever he sat by in classes, and also just told people to tell people that anyone in the beginners was welcome to come celebrate his birthday at a skating party in MARS after class. He suspected he was going to have to do a lot of explaining and tutoring, but that was okay. He just wanted people to show up for him. He’d made it clear that knowing how to skate wasn’t an expectation. He had mentioned there would be cake. Even if his own non-existent popularity or trying some weird unknown activity wasn’t enough of a lure, hopefully cake was.

That morning, opening the cake his parents had sent, and all his cards and presents, it had felt simultaneously very like his birthday and not at all like it. He had all the usual things, and all the reminders that the people who loved him loved him very much, but also that they were far away. Celebrating his birthday alone at boarding school was deeply weird.

Hopefully it didn’t have to be lonely though. Hopefully people would show up.
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Jezebel Reed-Fischer

July 09, 2021 11:56 PM
Jezebel went because Gus was going and Gus insisted that Jezebel was a "sad old hag" who should get out more. Jezebel thought that was rude but couldn't quite say it wasn't accurate. She was planning to hang out with Martin this evening and didn't want to stay long but it seemed rude not to accept a birthday party invite at least briefly. Gus had met her and they'd walked there together but he'd run off as soon as they'd arrived to the actual party part. Which was when Jezebel realized she was the oldest person there (at least that she noticed right off the bat).

It was tempting to run across the room, slap her brother, and run back out, but that would be too obvious. A hex across the room could do it but that seemed risky. Instead, she was about to disappear out the door again, hoping to go completely unnoticed and just deal with Augustine later, when someone stopped her. Urgh, she was so close! The door was right there. If she'd just left a little faster . . . but no. She only barely resisted the urge to sigh or scream and turned to see who it was, wondering what the heck anyone could want from her here.
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