Violet

˙ ˖ ✶ Violet

"Don't worry about it, it's face painting it's meant to look silly, and it's not like we'll be displayed at the Louvre anyway." Kit commented as his painter began the brush strokes on is features. "Oh you'll just have to wait and see." he mused not ready unveil his idea till it was truly finished. Once it was all done he stood up said "Ta-Dah!" He giggled. "I'm Baby Yoda, now if people get mad at me I can just say I'm baby."

Closed Starter for @kitsantoss

Location: Glazed Finish @ Aura Music Festival

"Okay you have to tell me if it looks stupid. I know it's silly but face painting is so fun and where else would it make sense for me to do it?" Violet asked the person next to her as a volunteer painted her face with sparkles and flowers. She debated choosing an animal but that felt like a little too much. Was there such a thing as tasteful face painting? "What design are you going to do? Maybe you'll be braver than me and get an actual animal design."

˙ ˖ ✶ Danny

If not working you could usually find Kit pretty much anywhere on a night out. Tonight his wanderlust heart and his pushy friends had dragged him to a Karaoke night, and whilst he had a beautiful singing voice he wasn't really in the mood with the theme of the event. So in lieu of this he opted to simply taste all the decadent beverages this place had to offer. His lips kissed many glasses, but the buzz hadn't really set in as thanks to his younger selves shenanigans he'd grown a pretty high tolerance. As he meandered across the establishment he was met with another boy, a collision that spilled a drink all over his shirt. "Hey, do me a favor and take a breath." Kit giggled holding his hand up. "It's a mesh shirt, so nothing really got ruined at all, my body is a bit alcohol smelling now but if I go to a gay club tonight I'll just fit right in anyway." he said offering the other a smile. "So no harm no foul, but I will take another drink or maybe nachos if this place has them."

for: @kitsantoss where: 90s night @ songbirds and sangria

karaoke limited to the music of the 90s felt to daniel like someone had concocted the worst possible night out ever -- just for him. his least favourite decade for music ( excluding several of his dearest favourites ) and the obligation to sing in front of a crowd, which he had expertly avoided. blending into the background came in handy when he decided he'd been there long enough for leaving not to seem rude and accordingly made a beeline for the bar's exit. focused too much on staying upright ( he'd just learned the house sangria was lethal stuff ) and not being spotted, he walked smack-bang straight into another soul. "oh, shit." righting himself just before he could fall and wishing the ground would swallow him whole, danny offered an extremely apologetic smile and plainly mortified look offered to the other. "i'm so fuckin' sorry, man... are you good? can i buy you another drink or somethin'?" he swallowed thickly, mentally adding 'like a shirt to replace the one i've just ruined with alcohol' and cursing.

˙ ˖ ✶ Ana

"Alexa, play Banana by Anita." Kit said off to the side to particularly nobody but laughed at his friend. "I am well aware, miss hacker woman. You do realize I am filthy rich and I could fly us out somewhere? All you have to do is ask. Like yes I have a roommate but it's because I hate living alone. Ugh, how dare we not be at the Hamptons, we could totally reenact the movie white chicks, and find love there, whilst also stopping a crime."

"You should know by now that I am definitely bananas. How is that even a question?" Her nose wrinkled up for a moment and she shook her head. "Why are we not somewhere nice? Because we live in the real world and in this real world, this is where I live and the only option we have." She huffed. "Sorry I'm not rich enough to take you out to the Hamptons every time." The sarcasm was quite clear.

˙ ˖ ✶ Devi

Kit would definitely have a talk to the friends who signed him up for this when he wasn't even trying to look for love at the moment. There wasn't a soul here that interested him in the slightest, and it seemed as if the dregs of the dating world had all piled up in one small venue. "This whole thing seems more like a craigslist add than anything else," Kit sighed, the level of exasperation he felt was reaching new heights but it made him chuckle knowing there was another in the same boat. "Shocking," Kit said he looked to where Devi's eyes had shifted their attention and he guessed the friend must've snagged the only good option in this whole place. "Truly I get that, I've been stuck with some of the worst, there was a ventriloquist who told me his puppet thought I was attractive. So do you wish to indulge in some adult beverages, meaning diet coke and leave this place or something. Because I don't believe I'll find my prince charming anywhere around here. Unless you'd like to stay and talk to ventriloquist man?"

Perhaps it wasn't the best thing to admit, but Devi was relieved the person who rescued her from the draining conversation was just as miserable as she was at this thing. "I think it's safe to say it does." Her face twisted in annoyance, not at the other, but at how the night played out so far. "No seriously, it's like some of the worst of the worst this city has to offer all decided to gather here tonight. I don't know how anyone is supposed to meet someone they're actually interested in here." To be fair, she wasn't necessarily looking. Her life was enough of a dumpster fire as it was without adding romance to it, and well, she wasn't even sure of the type of person she would be interested in with her previous relationships mostly consisting of partners her parents would approve of rather than people she had genuine interest in. "Then again, the friend I came here with seems to be doing okay." She sighed softly before turning her attention back to the other, "Thanks for helping me by the way. I don't think I could've stomached another conversation revolving around that guy's favorite sports team through another excoriating game again."

˙ ˖ ✶ Cece

"Singing? Cece have you gone loca? But obviously we need to do Holding out for a hero." Kit mused as he kept watching his friend peruse the music selection. This was definitely a much needed distraction from the fiasco of his love life, and Kit was just about ready to become a spinster and a hermit before Cece dragged him out here and out of his funk. He could always count on his best friends. "And yeah anybody could tell that movie raised you." he said teasing her lovingly. @chcmpagneprblms

starter: (specifically for @drvioletmetcalfe, @mvximized, @tctteredwings, & @kitsantoss) but also open to anyone else! @bhqextras location: Songbirds & Sangria Karaoke Tent

(this is a group starter, not a group thread!)

cece needed something like this. the woman had been feeling more established now in new york but work was starting to actually feel like...well a job, instead of just a fun thing she got to do with her favorite cousin, and a part of her was missing ricky just a little bit extra...so the festival filled with drinks, tents and good music couldn't have come at a more perfect time. she was currently buzzed, swaying and singing along as someone finished their rendition of a fleetwood mac classic, and she quickly turns to the other in excitement, eyes bright as she almost tips over her cup in excitement. "oooh, sing with me? you're singin' with me! what should we do?!" she gasps, grasping onto the mini book of selections that a worker hands her way. "i mean don't go breakin' my heart is a classic, of course, but there's also (i've had) the time of my life...oooh! or you're the one that i want!" she looks back over at them from where she's pointing at the line. "ya know, believe it or not that movie absolutely raised me."

˙ ˖ ✶ Micah

Kit could never ascertain just how much time since his eyes decidedly glued themselves onto Micah. Studying his features as he admired just how sweet and charming they truly were. If he were much younger he'd have said the man looked like a prince from one of those fairy tales he read long ago.

"I'd say let him, Juliet seems to be enjoying the attention. She might be a bit of a diva, but I think Romeo might just be her new soft spot." Kit giggled as he watched how his pup eyed the other dog, going about meeting him and what could only be described as giving Romeo puppy kisses. "Romeo's quite the Casanova, has my Juliet charmed already,"

Kit took Micah's hands, but before he could process what Micah had just said he simply nodded and moved forward. "Sure, that sounds great, and honestly I'd never hear the end of it if Juliet were to be separated from Romeo right now. She'd cry for hours, she does the same when my roommate leaves." he grinned. "She loves people,"

"You know in all my walks with Juliet I've never come across you, and quite frankly, you're definitely someone I would've remembered." Kit mentioned forgetting how he was still holding onto Micah's hand.

there was no way to say what drew micah in more, the melodic giggle calling him close like a siren song or the sweet puppy’s name. quite literally the juliet to his romeo.

it almost embarrassed him now. like this stranger could see right through him, into the source of the red blood he bled. it was his mother who had offered him the deep connection to shakespeare, but micah was the one to take it. he tried to brush it off as a guilty pleasure. deep down, though, it was true: he was a romantic. just not a very good one.

still, micah responded first with a chuckle to show his appreciation for the coincidence. then he started, “of course it’s okay.” incapable of hiding his amusement as he went on, a wry grin graced his expression. “we just have to keep an eye on these star-crossed lovers. romeo can get a bit carried away.” he gave the leash some slack and romeo stepped forward, then rested on all fours to get to juliet’s level, allowing her to initiate the inspection. it is something micah is quite proud of his dog for learning; their way of showing smaller dogs he’s harmless.

“i’m micah. i never remember mine,” he replied, leaning forward and offering kit his hand to shake. then after a glancing at the pair of wagging tails, he tells him, “we’re heading over to the park, if you wanna join us.”