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All Inclusive Mods ([personal profile] concierge) wrote in [community profile] all_inclusive2014-07-10 06:49 pm

Gathering: Summer Party

Outside of the Nexus Hotel, waiters and hotel staff had begun to set up the umbrellas and the tables in the middle of the day. Soon, it became clear that something was happening in the shadow of the Nexus. White tablecloths were draped on the tables and drinks and food were brought out with the help of several waiters and servers, staffing tables with hot and cold foods beside bartending stations. Summery drinks in bright, neon colors are laid out one by one and soon, the afternoon light casts a radiant look on the scene.

Music plays faintly in the background and a note at the front desk invites all the Nexus guests to head outside and join in on the summer party, which promises to continue going as long as there are people to stay and continue keeping the warm atmosphere rolling.

On the lawn, social games had been set out -- lawn bowling, croquet, and tables were set up with chairs for anyone who didn't quite have the will or the spirit to get into such games. Soon, a small number of people had begun to mill around, but as with all parties, there's always room for more.
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[personal profile] 71st_victor 2014-08-15 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Good, because if you let Peeta near him in his formative years, he might learn how to knead bread and that's about it," is her wicked little retort, holding Tristan at arm's length and staring at him, as if looking for some resemblance to Finnick or any other part of the kid that she could actually appreciate. "Imagine when he's old enough to walk and talk. You should hope he takes after Annie."
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[personal profile] 65th_victor 2014-08-16 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Think how fat I'll get if I live with a little Peeta," Finnick answers, and he tries to keep his tone serious. Honestly, and he knows this is going far too sappy, he knows he'll be incredibly lucky if their son grows up to be at all like Peeta.

"It is my fervent hope," Finnick quips as he leans in to rescue his son from where Johanna is staring at him.