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pocketpretzels) wrote2024-07-16 11:03 pm
pocketpretzels) wrote2024-07-16 11:03 pm
Midnight Manor Private Residence, Wednesday Evening
Last night's gathering had been a success, at least by Watts and Steven's standards. Which was that a) everyone appeared to have a good time, b) no-one left hungry and c) there were enough leftovers that anyone who wanted some could take some home. Including the hosts.
They'd enjoyed some of those leftovers for lunch, Marc also making an appearance to have the jalapeno poppers Arden had made. When it had come time to contemplate dinner, though, a decision was made to veer in a completely different direction and order some Japanese takeout.
"Dinner has arrived," Watts said, triumphantly holding up the takeout bag as he made his way back in to the living room.
They'd enjoyed some of those leftovers for lunch, Marc also making an appearance to have the jalapeno poppers Arden had made. When it had come time to contemplate dinner, though, a decision was made to veer in a completely different direction and order some Japanese takeout.
"Dinner has arrived," Watts said, triumphantly holding up the takeout bag as he made his way back in to the living room.