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[Oh god, he is really, really hoping that he got the lock right. This will all be kinds of pointless if he did.]

Hey, Lucetians. Or whatever we call ourselves? ...Anyway. This is going to come across as super self-serving, but my birthday's on the 9th. Usually I'd be fine with it breezing by and nobody knowing, but it's also my twin's birthday. Tommy. Local speedster. Kind of a brat, but the good kind, I guess.

I won't go into the gritty details, but I... don't think he got many parties for him, growing up. I'd like to change that. [A pause, and then, quietly-] ...I want to.

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So, we're going to have a party. A surprise party, if that's possible. (Please don't tell him.) This Sunday, February 9th, at the rec center, from 6PM until people are either too drunk or too tired to party anymore. Keyword there is drunk- we'll need to raid the liquor supply. He'd be so mad if I threw a big party and there was no booze.

Basically, this is an open invitation to make it as big and loud as a guy like him would enjoy. We can take care of the decorations and music and food, don't worry about gifts... don't sweat the details, basically. Just show up and have fun, if it sounds like your kind of thing.

This is assuming that the dreaded V-Day doesn't ruin everything, of course. Uh. I'm crossing my fingers. Did I just jinx it? I better not have jinxed it. Sorry in advance.

[After the announcement - and dealing with any relevant responses - Billy's going shopping for supplies for said party. He needs a sound system! He needs catering! He needs decorations! ...He needs help. He doesn't know how to throw a big party at all.]

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Oh god, no. If they're that drunk just let them pass out in the lounge and walk home in the morning or something.

[Who'd want to risk a great party dress on someone with no self-control?]

...Unless it's Tommy. We should probably bring him home, at least.

That's only fair since you're both the birthday boys and you're throwing this party for him. If he does have that much to drink, just help me coat my dress in plastic wrap up or something before I carry him home.

[Not particularly stylish, but she'll sacrifice some style for being vomit-free.]

We don't have to risk your dress. I'm sure Teddy wouldn't mind helping me carry him.

[He wouldn't dream of getting speedster barf on good fashion.]

Either way, we'll figure something out. If he has enough food and water to hold his liquor, barfing might not even be a problem.

...Oh god, okay, now I'm actually picturing him drunk. He's a speedster, that can't possibly end well.

[Bulla winces.]

Oh wow, yeah. You're right. Regular people drunk can be kind of a disaster. With him, you've got the extra factor of a drunk person that people can't keep up with.

[Maybe she should rethink wearing a party dress and go for a cute shirt with some pants, or pick a more casual dress she can wear leggings underneath in case she needs to fly at full tilt...]

We could spike the punch with sleeping pills?

...that might trigger the barfing, to be honest. I don't think you're supposed to mix those with alcohol.

I tease, honest. Anyway, I think Tommy would kill me if I did that.

[Someone who escaped from a government mutant testing facility probably doesn't like drugs much.]

I think the best solution is to distract him from drinking too much alcohol, and hand him water or food every so often.

Well, we can try. Tommy's surprisingly focused when it comes to misbehaving.

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