When: November 30th.
Where: The Blue Light
Rating: PG-13 (will modify if needed)
Characters: Peter Rumacek, Roman Godfrey, Julie Grigio, Lydia Martin, and anyone with even a tangential relationship to any of them; if you can six degrees your way back, you have an invite. Or, hey, just show up at the OBVIOUS PARTY AT THAT BAR OVER THERE; almost no one gets turned away.
Summary: It's Peter's 18th birthday. He wanted a small affair at their apartment. There is music and banners and strings of lights and drinks and a giant birthday cake and nothing about this party is small. It might even be what Julie and Lydia had been insisting on: awesome.
Warnings: Bad language, teenage boys and feelings, disgruntled werewolves... TBD

( What Happened to 'No Presents'? )


[ooc: general birthday party mingle log! Everyone is considered to have somehow gotten an invite or overheard an invite or whatever. Peter's friends are jerkfaces and intent on making this a birthday extravaganza. I'll try to hit up anyone that tags in sometime today. <3 People shouldn't let me write logs at 4AM.]

When: November 30th.
Where: Home
Rating: PG-13
Characters: R and Julie
Summary: R (R!) tries to talk to Julie. There is also a cat.


R was holding a cat. Paintbrush. He had been working on saying her name, but it wasn't going so well yet - in his mind. He really was getting better. But he didn't want to stumble over the name, so he was merely holding the confused kitten out. Toward Julie.

Julie. Who had been silent for so long since coming home. Who hadn't wanted to talk about what she had seen, or been through. Julie, who had left and come back - he still didn't know how. The same way he had come, no doubt. 


Mpw hew as trying to get her to talk. WIthout talking. By holding a cat out.\

"Julie..." he added after a moment, to at least catch his attention. Look. Look at the cat. It's cute. Look at the cuteness and melt. So that he can talk to you. It's a bad plan, perhaps - but it's the best one he's been able to come to since Julie left and returned...