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[sub]Location: Beach House
Interacting With: Sable, Missy, Sonny; Everyone else.[/sub][/center]

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Of course a party isnt complete without some silly dress up montage happening beforehand, and that's just how Richie is going to [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVXR9BEY3Zk] start his night [/url]. Richie wiped his hair dry with a soft towel, eagerly throwing it aside while uplifting his mood with the music. He knew this song by heart, singing along complete with air guitars and a variety of silly poses in front of the mirror with nothing but his underwear on, flailing about like an idiot. He did that for about, ten minutes or so before finally rummaging trough his suitcase. He would pick a few shirts, some  pairs of shorts or jeans trying them on, seemingly settling to one til he shakes his head, takes it off again and proceeds back to his rummaging. 

It only took a good twenty minutes of rinse and repeat till he got what he's [url=http://www.sandipointe.com/im/shirts/bermuda-shirt-10.jpg]comfortable with[/url]. It totally fits the summer mood after all, plus he fancies himself a younger, pretty boy version of Tony Montana topping off with the [url=https://i1.adis.ws/i/gymboree/140167814?w=600&h=600&fmt=jpg&bg=rgb(255,255,255)&img404=404&v=1&locale=en-us]funkiest pair of sunglasses[/url] he could get at the nearest thrift store. Richie was checking out his beautiful boy booty in the mirror for one last time when he heard a yell that he could only guess is from Missy. He knows that sexy banshee screeching from no one else. [color=7ea7d8]"That's my cue."[/color]  brushing back his dirty blonde hair he swaggered out of the room and down the stairs to meet with the others.

 Richie strode down the stairs like showman, wearing his outfit that looked like what your uncle would wear on his trip to the Bahamas. Which, to be fair, at least he pulled off rather nicely. [color=7ea7d8]"What's shakin', bacon?"[/color] He greeted everyone with a terrible greaser guy impression. He let out a chuckle on that one.

Richie slid his star shaped sunglasses, and eyed the few people in the room. [color=7ea7d8]"Now where's the rest of the gang?"[/color] First thing he noticed of course was Kim on the couch with Violet and Molly, he would approach her but things are, well, kind of weird between them the last time they went to a party. They hadnt really talked about it, and hoped that they would, with both having a clear head preferably.

 Richie both gave him a wink and made his way to the bar with Sable, Sonny and Missy. [color=7ea7d8]"Better save some for tonight fellas. "[/color] He leaned his elbow at the counter surface, adjusting his sunglasses. 

Checking his phone he noticed that it had been two hours since his sister left the house. She was suppose to be home by now. Yesterday Jemi was begging him to let her off just once despite their parents strict instructions which Richie agreed to, just to make the trip worthwhile for the both of them. [color=7ea7d8]"Has any of you seen Jem?"[/color]  He was feeling quite worried although he wasnt really showing it, none the less he sent her a text just to be sure.