It is can be football times now

[will_be_god]

What: SuperBall Bowl Party
Where: Common room
Who: ALL THE DUDES or whoever wants in
When: Said appropiate time
Why: Goodness knows.
Warnings: Have you ever BEEN to one of these parties?


The game attracted millions of viewers. This specific event, perhaps over a billion. And so it was at Smash Academy, everyone gathered around the bigscreen television in the common room to watch two teams run a ball around a field.

There were snacks. Lots of them. And drinks. Lots of them. And someone had brought a foam football that was currently being tossed around the room. It was entirely possible that people were already drunk, but be it off beer or simply the contact high from being around sports fans was impossible to tell.

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[cannonspike]

"Whatever you're getting, bring back for me," She responded, flashing another smile. Sure, she had never really been forthright with the information, but it was nothing that he needed to be involved with in the first place. She probably would have told him everything if the last time they had talked alone hadn't been interrupted by her new friend, Majima. She felt a brief hot flash of embarrassment at the encounter... She supposed she had managed to make things a tag less awkward by putting the focus on Jon, but Majima had still bounded in and slung his arm around her like they were old friends... she idly wondered what the werewolf thought of her relationship with the man. She hoped nothing too bad.

[jonny_talbain]

To be fair, Jon hadn't given it much thought at all. Cammy's affairs were her own and he tended to keep out of other people's business. Even those very few he called friends. Unless, of course, he thought they were in danger. However, he respected her enough to know she could handle herself.

He filled a cup with beer for himself and one for her, taking back his seat and handing her the chilly drink without managing to spill any.

"Watered down, American tasting stuff but it's all that's on offer." he said casually, giving an almost-smile. Stouts were his preferred drop and finding a good one - even here in FDC - was sometimes a hard ask.

"Cheers."