Uh-oh. Dancing <gulp>. Maybe I should go tend bar again? Dancing will make people thirsty. Yeah, that 's it…
blushes harder
hestalkingtomeohmygodohmygodhessocute
Oh, I went for the wrong pocket? Then let me try the other one…
sticks hand in Balance’s other pocket, still blushing
Lemme see here…I think…got it! holds up keys to find Balance watching her and smiling and gets shy again, then finds courage
Um…I don’t really like dancing…maybe we could just sit here and tend bar together and talk? hopeful yet nervous look
funny… I was thinking that same thing. I was about to ask you if you wanted to stop by Swiddles. Great minds think alike!
Hell, yea. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, this is an open house party. Well, basement party. Make yourself comfy! Mingle! Dance!
Dancin’ eh?
Well ALRIGHT!
'Bout time there was some dancin!
(begins dancing with the ladies, trying awfully hard not to resemble Anothony Michael Hall circa 16 Candles)
Um, okay. How long are you going to be? statrs suspecting struuter wants help with school, because let’s face it, nobody else is nice to him, most of the time, unless they do
And you’ve no reason to feel self-conscious. Maybe we can go back to your place for a bit, or mine. Whichever you prefer. I’m not about to try anything. Friendship with some people is more important to me than trying something.
I’m pretty sure (just from seeing your pic on the people pages) that you won’t have too much trouble getting a girl to lend you her panties.
- leans across front seat to open passenger door*
Great. Drunk people don’t make the best conversation. Besides…
hopes it’s dark enough outside that he won’t see how bad she’s blushing
…we never really get a chance to talk. I need to drop these guys off first, but then we can go where ever. We COULD go to my house. My parents just re-did the basement for me. We could just sit around and watch t.v. Or if you wanted to go to Swiddles’ we could go back there.
praying he doesn’t want to go back to party I’m just the driver. You give me the directions.
If you’re blushing, I don’t mind at all. And talking sounds lovely.
I’d rather not go back to Swiddles’s party . . . I don’t much like big gatherings of people. I tend to prefer being with one person at a time. Your house sounds fine. Maybe if there isn’t much on tv we can talk or something.
[aside: damnit, struuter, why couldn’t you have gone to HS with me?]
little bit:
::cough-sputter::
(accidentally spits his retainer into his beer)
Heh…
I, uh… meant to do that…
…ohmygodicantthinkofanythingnormaltosay…
Um, hey Milo? Is it, um, okay if I like, um, ride in the um, front seat?
…ohmygodimsuchadweebazoidwhydidisaythatohmygod…
Once again, I find myself with nothing to say to such a beautiful group of high-school women
Hey, uh, ladies, ummmmm, where you headed?
damn
breaks away from the unresponsive pluto and makes a beeline for the piano
opens the lid, sits down, takes a sip from the stray beer left on the bench, and begins to hammer out “Great Balls of Fire”
Yes!!! I have managed to embarass a cute guy! (see seriousart’s last post)
::does victory dance::
::realizes she is dancing alone::
::blushes & resumes cool & worldly facade::
and Nocturne, I hope that stray beer wasn’t the one w/seriousart’s retainer in it. 
But of course! The big question is where do we go after that? Sounds like the quarry might be a good place for a little quiet conversation (or we could back to the Prom, apparently we’re the only ones there. Which is ok, your company is all I need).
grem
Uh, sure, Persephone …
*(I hope I’m not coming off like I really like her too much. My friends would give me so much grief. I hear she puts out. Could this be the night?
Do I feel a zit coming in?)*
…ohgodiwastooforwardhehatesmeohgodwhatdoido…
Um, Milo? Um, I really like you…your shirt. That’s a nice, uh, color.
…ohgodimsolameihopehedoesntknowaboutthebandroom…
Hey, Milo? My dad um, well, he loaned me some money, and I was wondering, um, like if it’s not a problem, could we maybe, uh, stop by the, um, the drugstore? I need to um, get somthing for, um, the party…
…ohgodimoutofcloretsandcondomsohnoihopehesnotmad…
Uh? Oh, hey, Swiddles, I really like being a wallflower. Honest! (Aside: I seem to be revisiting this idea in a couple of threads) Besides, I’m not afraid of being bitten - I bite pretty hard myself!
::blushing again, thinking oh, yeah, like I’d know what to say to any of the guys::
(Aside: Falcon, sorry to make you revisit those awful days - this is all new to me, I never did anything like this in HS. Oh, and though I haven’t seen your pic you certainly seem to be my kind of people 
Most of those at this bash do, actually)
::notices Grem0517 and jjjfishe giggling outside the basement door, about to come in::
::grabs nearby log and knocks them out, then drags them inside::
Hey, guys! I found some leftovers from prom…
Struuter? Oh, struuter? Don’t fall asleep at the wheel, hon . . . ponders taking control of the car for struuter, who seems not to be responding