fandomtownies | Senior Graduation Lock In, Abandoned Warehouse, Friday Night

It was the day before graduation. The day before pomp and circumstance, diplomas, smiling seniors and proud guests. What better way to spend that day then partying the night away? That's right, tonight was the night of the senior lock in! Many ~~NPC~~ workers had been busy in town, cleaning up and setting up an abandoned warehouse for the event.

Now, the front of the warehouse was lit up with neon signs and stanchions that would lead the seniors into a huge building where not one speck of floor space wasn't being used for something fun. There was loud music pumping through the building and strobe lights were swirling around the area, lighting up the room in blues, reds, greens, yellows and various other colors. Decorations of all kinds painted the walls, giving the room a party like atmosphere.

Of course, it would just be a regular ole party, right? Nothing surprising would happen, right? Oh, of course. No surprises. Riiiiiight.

The senior lock in was open and it was time for the seniors to get their party on!

[Posted early for super duper SP! This is for seniors only. OCD is good to go! Have fun! Comments are off so, if you need me, ping the OOC thread or email me!

ETA: And there's something going down here! Have fun there and please please continue to play in the party beforehand. It's your party, seniors, please enjoy it!

ETA 2: And the thread to get free is here!. Hack it up! It's moddable!]

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"Then you can't really judge me for not wanting to go either," Jess replied. "Can't you pay your way into any school you want?"

"Who said I was judging you?" Peter asked, because wow he so was not. "And yeah, I could, maybe. But why? Even if I liked bribing my way into anything, school isn't what I'd waste the money on."

"You made it seem like you thought I'd be going to college," Jess said. "What are you going to waste your money on then?" It was one thing for him to not bother with more school, but the idea of someone like Peter not trying to do something substantial with his future seemed wrong somehow.

"Thought," Peter said. "Not expected or anything. And when the time comes I'll go back to New York. Maybe get a place of my own while I help out Nathan and anyone who needs it, I guess."

"Help out how?" Jess asked. He wanted to leave it at that, he really did, but he couldn't help adding, "You really thought I could go to college?"

"Not like I was checking out your grades or anything," Peter said. He shrugged. "Just - of the two of us, yanno? And Nathan's running for Congress. He's heading home after graduation to really get into his campaign."

"And here I would have said the same thing about you if we were compared," Jess said, shaking his head and smirking. "You think your brother's got a chance to win?"

"Nathan wins everything," Peter said, with dorky little brother pride. "He's going to be president someday."

"Seriously?" Jess asked. "And you'll be the First Brother. That's actually kind of a cool thought."

"He's gonna need me," Peter said. "He'll turn into a total ass if I don't keep an eye on him."

"And that's your plan for the future? Keep your brother from becoming an ass in the Oval Office?"

"It's a fulltime job," Peter deadpanned.

"And I guess you don't need one that pays all that well, after all."

"I feel like I should be focusing on more important things," Peter said. "Like using my powers to help people."

Jess snorted. "What, like a superhero?"

"You've got a better suggestion for my powers?" Peter retorted.

"I just...you think that's realistic?" Granted, his concept of reality had stretched a lot in the last year, but it was still hard to imagine a life like that.

"I think it's responsible," Peter said. "Or I'm hoping like hell it is."

After a year, Jess really thought he'd be more prepared for Peter to turn his thinking around on a dime with his mood, but it still caught him by surprise. "I guess if anybody can make a life out of that, you've got a pretty good shot, with so many abilities."

"I can't shake the feeling that I'm meant for something," Peter said, by way of an explanation. "I'm not sure what but I'll never forgive myself if I don't try."

"You'll have to tell me how you end up," Jess said. "I mean, you know, if you want to."

"Absolutely," Peter said. "And if you're ever in my neck of the woods and need a place to crash, or you're looking for somebody to talk to... or you just miss being annoyed by me..."

Peter let the invitation trail off, not sure how much Jess would be comfortable with.

"I don't think I'll miss the regularly scheduled annoyance," Jess said, but he was smirking a little. "We'll see how I feel at the end of the summer."

"Are you staying?" Peter asked.

Jess shrugged. "I don't really have anywhere to rush off to. I might as well stick around while the option of having a roof over my head is available."

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