[birthday/housewarming!]
Nov. 26th, 2019 05:15 pm[Set to 11/23 or so]
The Bramford Building is supposedly haunted, but when Eponine received confirmation of where she was to be living, she'd been a touch relieved. Bev lives there, with Hopper, and she's been to their apartment a number of times. Octavia's there. If she explodes her kitchen attempting to use a microwave, or something, she'll have somewhere to go.
Anyway, at this point a simple laundry ghost is far from the worst thing she can imagine.
There's something recognizable about it, anyway, its arches and lanterns and tall peaks almost looking like buildings in some parts of Paris. Of course when she gets inside it's absolutely not the same, but it's nice nonetheless. In her apartment, the furnishings aren't exactly sumptuous but they're certainly lovelier than anything she's lived with.
Eponine doesn't make much of her own birth, but she's also never had to leave real friends behind anywhere, and she thinks having her own place (and legally being able to buy alcohol, whatever that means when she's been faking her way into it for almost two years) is worth a party, so she's messaged everyone she holds dear and splurged her way through the allowance she now has access to on her own to purchase soda and wine, chips and sweets and a giant pizza.
Hopefully, some of them will even come help her eat it.
[Gathering style! Tag around, tag each other...]
The Bramford Building is supposedly haunted, but when Eponine received confirmation of where she was to be living, she'd been a touch relieved. Bev lives there, with Hopper, and she's been to their apartment a number of times. Octavia's there. If she explodes her kitchen attempting to use a microwave, or something, she'll have somewhere to go.
Anyway, at this point a simple laundry ghost is far from the worst thing she can imagine.
There's something recognizable about it, anyway, its arches and lanterns and tall peaks almost looking like buildings in some parts of Paris. Of course when she gets inside it's absolutely not the same, but it's nice nonetheless. In her apartment, the furnishings aren't exactly sumptuous but they're certainly lovelier than anything she's lived with.
Eponine doesn't make much of her own birth, but she's also never had to leave real friends behind anywhere, and she thinks having her own place (and legally being able to buy alcohol, whatever that means when she's been faking her way into it for almost two years) is worth a party, so she's messaged everyone she holds dear and splurged her way through the allowance she now has access to on her own to purchase soda and wine, chips and sweets and a giant pizza.
Hopefully, some of them will even come help her eat it.
[Gathering style! Tag around, tag each other...]