It's Bowlin' Time, Cowards!!! (Bowling Party)

[capreelcious]

BOWLING PARTY 6PM
TIME TO PARTY BEFORE WE GET RAPTURED OR WHATEVER
BE THERE OR I SQUEEZE YOU AND DRAG YOU THERE ANYWAYS
BRING SNACKS IF YOU WANT
COOL THANKS

- FLOYD

[ That's as good as a note as you're getting as Floyd runs around like a madman today, seemingly determined to have a good time before their abrupt end to this little... experiment? comes to an end, either with them at the top, or being potentially trapped in this watery grave at the whims of the Mayor. And wouldn't it be kind of ironic for the eel of all people to drown here? Wild. But enough about that!

Floyd is hauling snacks to the bowling alley, even though nachos are supplied, but why not! He makes some really good food when properly motivated, it seems. There's shrimp scampi, crab cakes, some nice looking desserts here and there, and also nachos because they looked pretty good. There's also arts and crafts here if you want to chill for a bit instead of bowl!

Honestly, the party was still a pretty good cover too, all things considered. As fun as he wanted this to be, they definitely had things to talk about. When enough people show up, Floyd smiles. ]

Yay, you made it~! Now let's bowl and talk about how we're gonna kick Water Fountain lady's butt! At this point it doesn't really seem like we need to hide like normal meetings. She's probably preparing for whatever happens tomorrow, so you know.

[ He shrugs. ]

Anyways- we've all been too sad and serious lately. It's party time~!

Comments

booze time

[honeyedtea]

[ ... how is she even carrying all that... ]

That's a bit... excessive for a gathering with so few of us left, isn't it?

[specialyellthing]

[It's impressive, isn't it? She just laughs.]

Maybe. Wanted to make sure that there was a little somethin' for everyone. Which-- speakin of-- [looks like one of the bags had a drink carrier perched precariously in it. Zinda hands her a warm paper cup.]

Got you a big cup of tea.

[honeyedtea]

Oh–

[ She'd mostly been expecting to have to figure out a way to matrix dodge around drinking alcohol so she looks visibly surprised as she takes the tea. It still sits strangely in her chest whenever Zinda goes out of her way to be so considerate, especially now they all know what she's done. If it were anyone else, she might wonder what they were hoping to get out of it, but...

Well. It's Zinda. She's not really the ulterior motive sort.

Thankfully, she manages a polite enough ] Thank you. [ to not let on any of her internal befuddlement show. Or like, she hopes not anyway. ]

I suppose it's better that we have too much food rather than not enough...