It was almost a real one too. They had spiked punch, which I gave myself half a cup of, but ended up only drinking two or three sips of. I’m still not sure whether the real reason I poured it back was because I felt guilty or that it just tasted bad. Anyways, I blame the alluring fruit in the bowl! Haha, of course I didn’t get tipsy or anything. The party was pretty small, or maybe it was just the house. All the people seemed to know each other to an extent, and apparently at one point they decided to burst out into a dance number from West Side Story. This didn’t last long, seeing the neighborhood we were in though! Then there were kitties. One that looked like a vampire due to a gum disease (he was so cute!) and the other that looked like a bunny, and acted like it too.

Of course, being my social butterfly self, I sat on the floor and drew the entire time. Oh parties, you are so fun. :’D