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[color=9AF781]Time: Night
Location: 420 Wicker Street; Den of Chaos
Interactions: Anastasia [@princess], Ezra [@Potter], Chavez [@samreaper]
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[color=CBCBCB]Leo let out an easy laugh as the cowlicked blond who referred to himself as Senor Chavez spoke with frantic energy. [color=9AF781][i]Savor and partake, yes, exactly![/i][/color]Leo bobbed his head with both agreement and excitement, he was absolutely right about this guy’s vibe; Chavez knew how to have a good time. 

His attention shot back to Anastasia who complimented his hair and Leo grinned. [color=9AF781]“A dance party! Yes, absolutely! And you, you ‘Stas are a ray of fucking sunshine and I love it.”[/color] Leo proclaimed, throwing a fist into the air and bouncing on his feet as he spoke. [color=9AF781][i]Shots! Shots and dancing, that was exactly what they needed.[/i][/color] Leo thought but then Ezra went and mentioned Thea and his grin dropped. 

[color=9AF781]“Yeah? What do you know about my sister?”[/color] He asked, a clear rhetorical question by his tone. [color=9AF781]“Nothin’ and you can keep it that way.”[/color] Leo spoke, hostility clear in his tone, and a small smirk on his face as he talked to the baker. Then, Anastasia went ahead and answered Ezra's question which only caused his head to whip back in her direction with a look of confusion. [color=9AF781][i]Thea’s sad? And she’d told Anastasia all about it and not me?[/i][/color]

[color=9AF781]“Why’s Thea sad?”[/color] He asked, no longer shouting, and he wasn’t sure she could even hear him over the music. And Leo knew it wasn’t just their missing father, it had been a year and she’d been at plenty of parties since then. Then some guy named Alden was there with them but Leo wasn’t paying attention to what was going on around him. He focused on what he knew for sure, and that was that if Thea had come to the party she wouldn’t have been sad anymore because he was pretty certain no one could be sad at this party. Everything was amazing; the drinks, the music, the lights, and -

[color=9AF781][i]Wait? Why was Senor Chavez yelling about cupcakes and ants?”[/i][/color] Leo had zoned out and suddenly everything snapped back into focus and Chavez had thrown cupcakes all over the floor. [color=9AF781][i]I was big wrong, he’s crazy.[/i][/color] Leo thought and he vaguely remembered he’d been thinking about something else, something more important but now he was thinking about shots again. He’d really only had the one drink and he definitely needed more and then he needed more dancing after that. 

Chavez was now in a fight with himself, which only made Leo wonder how anyone could tell who was winning such a  fight. The one-man fight seemed to greatly upset Anastasia and it was really creating weird energy around them. One thing was certain, Leo's most important duty right now was to keep this party fun, and that meant snapping crazy Chavez out of this. [color=9AF781]“Senor Chavez, take a breath my man, let’s go some shots, have a good time. You knock yourself out now you’re going to miss one hell of a party.”[/color] He kept his voice just loud enough to be heard over the music but didn’t quite shout. Then, Leo had what he thought must be his best idea ever; a fight was exactly what this party needed, but not a boxing match, not whatever Chavez was doing right now, but a significantly more fun fight. Leo scooped up one of the bits of fallen cupcakes that lie scattered about the floor, picked a direction at random, and threw it. [color=9AF781]“No worries Chavez, the cupcakes are [i]fine[/i], and this is way more fun than eating them!”[/color] Leo immediately erupted into laughter, this was perfect, he’d always wanted a food fight as a child and now no one could stop him. [/color]