The Lawn | Noon Onward!

[suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com]

With graduation festivities occurring over the weekend, the school administration expected most of the graduation guests to begin arriving today. To ensure guests felt welcomed, Barney's student council minions had set up a small gathering on the lawn where the guests could arrive, mingle, and feign relaxation before heading off with their graduates.

Or where they could all hear about how George got the makeouts with his girl the night before. Someone was a little chatty while hefting the tables and chairs that would serve guests well for getting a load off after travel, and Barney thought it was a tale worth sharing. For the hungry and forgetful, there were finger foods and nametags spread out on a long table. It was time to get the all-weekend grad party started!

[Up early because I have no control over the internets once I go to work!]

Comments

Re: Mingling

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Never do that again," she said, making a face. "You sound like those horrible poets at court. And a hobo is a person who lives on the beach. They have beards."

Behold her knowledge.

Re: Mingling

[not-king-yet.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure a beard would suit you, Aravis," Cor said thoughtfully.

Re: Mingling

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I could just attach bits of hair to my chin," she mused. "I'm sure it would be fine."

Re: Mingling

[not-king-yet.livejournal.com]

"And won't you be cold, living on the beach forever?" Cor asked logically.

Re: Mingling

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I'll have blankets," she decided.

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[not-king-yet.livejournal.com]

"You'll never see Bree and Hwin again, and they certainly like you more than cake," Cor pointed out.

Re: Mingling

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I suppose that's true," Aravis said with a sigh. "I'll have to abandon my dreams of becoming a hobo out of spite. And really, cake is, indeed, excellent. You're right to appreciate it so."