so pile your boots up in the corner -- hang your jacket from the door

[herotypical]

Who: anyone invited to house seven's thanksgivingstravaganza -- as well as anyone walking by who might be curious about all the brouhaha.
What: giving thanks!
When: forward dated to november 24th due to predicted holiday hiatuses!
Where: house seven!
Summary: friends, food, fondness. family. festivities.
Rating: g for goin' up.

House Seven was decked out in soft oranges and browns. Gentle reds and yellows. The table was shoved up against a wall and dish upon dish of delicious Thanksgiving dinner-bits adorned it. Plates to one side, a pile of cutlery. Feel free to line up and pile your arms high with roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, carrots and green beans, cranberry sauce, sinful gravy. Stuffing. Steamed broccoli. The amount of food would almost be laughable had the guest list not been so long. Chatter abounded.

It was, by all accounts, a fairly casual gathering. No ceremony (Buffy, by this point, was all ceremony'd out after some fiercely dedicated meal-prepping) to stand on and no customs to keep. Just food and friendship. The only thing customary about Buffy Summers would be her delighted, enchanted grin throughout the evening. Very little pleased her more than a social event that was going well.

Mix! Mingle! Make merry!

(ooc; threadjack into oblivion and don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! have fun! note that this is forward-dated. i'll be tagging around myself later this evening. )

Comments

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

And you shouldn't feel bad for doing what needed to be done. Hunters aren't supposed to put that kind of crap on our friends. Even though we do.

Anyway, point is, no worries this time. And what's done is done. Not gonna put you through that again.

[herotypical]

...Shut up. For you? I'd do it all over another three, four times. I'd rather see me at the helm of that horror instead of some other poor person.

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

And I'd rather not see anyone go through it at all.

...But I think we understand each other anyway.

[herotypical]

There's some commiseration and some understanding and some definite getting you. And vice versa.

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there is.

...And this is probably where we should drink a toast to that fact.

[herotypical]

I'm down one drink, sadly.

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Well, either I can share mine, or we can get you another one.

[herotypical]

Oh. I made yours way too strong for me, Bliss. Option B is probably best.

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

So you want me to get it, or just go with you? I'm good either way.

[herotypical]

"Any other night? I'd say it'd be a joy to be served by you." With a sigh, she freed herself from his arm and stood up. "But I'm the gracious host tonight."