((Alvaro Vacanti continued from Book Reports for Assholes: An Illustrated Guide. Also, feel free to be as loose as you want with post order, as this is going to be a party thread.))
"It's close to miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddddd- night, and something evil's lurking in the dark."
Vacanti's. October 31, 2014. Alvaro Vacanti was at an empty table, replacing the previously used cutlery with cleaner equivalents. Steel, not plastic. Well, he wasn't really sure whether it was steel or not but it was grey and it was metal so he figured that saying that it was made of steel was a good enough bet. He was tapping the hand he wasn't currently listening to the music. Thriller, he remembered it was called. He had never heard it in its entirety before but he had heard bits and pieces of it before and had seen parts of the music video, but this was the first time he had actually been able to listen to the song in full and just from this he could see why it was still famous today. It felt fun, in a way. He could see why people liked to dance to it.
He finished placing the new cutlery on the table and he stepped back, looking around. He had to admit, even as much as he didn't really like to brag or talk about himself the place looked pretty good. The walls were decorated with paper
things. He didn't really know what the word was for what he was trying to describe. He know what the decorations on the wall were, of course - skeletons, pumpkins, black cats - but he didn't know how he'd group them all into one term. Odd. He'd have to look that up. Anyway, the lights now had a little more of an orange tint, and the tables were slightly more bunched together to make room for a mini dance floor. It looked good, obviously not something they'd keep the establishment in but it worked well for tonight.
The main reason that they had done this was mostly due to customer requests. A couple people had approached Alvaro at school questioning whether a Halloween party at Vacanti's was possible or not and the idea seemed good enough so he talked to it with his family and they agreed to it. The notifications were up, and assuming that everyone who said they were coming was telling the truth then he figured that the place would be packed, which was good. Good for the cafe, and good for the workers, as since this was outside of hours (as it started half an hour as the cafe normally closed for the night) they were going to get paid for overtime. Really, considering the good stuff that had already happened he couldn't see how this night could turn bad.
Still, it hadn't started yet. As much as he hoped and expected it to be good, anything could happen.
He went to the door, turning the sign from closed to open. It was still a little early, and there was nobody at the door, but at least now he could say the party had started.
Hopefully it would turn out okay.
In This Town We Call Home, Everyone Hail To The Pumpkin Song
When Al got to know that there was a halloween party in this place, he at first did not want to go. He had prefered to actually spend his time on halloween alone and stay up late instead. But it would be a good excuse for him to not be alone, but to go out instead. Also, Alvaro invited him, and he couldn't say 'Well, I won't go because I'd rather play games instead'. Even if partys weren't his thing, he should go to one. Maybe it will be interesting. Maybe he won't get bored. So, he went to Vacanti's. He saw the building, that apparently already was opened. Scouting the indoors, he saw a familiar figure and waved his hand at him.
"Hello, Alvaro."
It was very 80s in here, today. Al did not know how to feel about that. Alessio personally was not a Michael Jackson fan. His music was sometimes very good, but, since he produced very popular songs, hearing Thriller for the hundredth time, made the song more annoying.
Besides, his death was spooky. Dying while asleep. Al did not want to think about something like that. Also it already was a couple of years ago. And it's 2014 already. And 2014 is over in 2 months. Man, time flies. Events like these always remind Alessio of how fast time passes. Today was halloween, and soon it will be Christmas, then it will be New Year's Eve. What was Alessio doing last halloween, how has he improved since last year? He could not recall.
The place seemed empty. No other kids besides Alvaro. When Alessio walked into the building he expected to see other people. Just to see whether they walked in the party with a costume or not. Al decided to not go with a costume to the party, because, well, he had none. And buying one for just one day? That seemed like wasted money he could spent on other things.
"Where are the other people?"
Al wondered if he was here too early, or if the party was cancelled.
"Hello, Alvaro."
It was very 80s in here, today. Al did not know how to feel about that. Alessio personally was not a Michael Jackson fan. His music was sometimes very good, but, since he produced very popular songs, hearing Thriller for the hundredth time, made the song more annoying.
Besides, his death was spooky. Dying while asleep. Al did not want to think about something like that. Also it already was a couple of years ago. And it's 2014 already. And 2014 is over in 2 months. Man, time flies. Events like these always remind Alessio of how fast time passes. Today was halloween, and soon it will be Christmas, then it will be New Year's Eve. What was Alessio doing last halloween, how has he improved since last year? He could not recall.
The place seemed empty. No other kids besides Alvaro. When Alessio walked into the building he expected to see other people. Just to see whether they walked in the party with a costume or not. Al decided to not go with a costume to the party, because, well, he had none. And buying one for just one day? That seemed like wasted money he could spent on other things.
"Where are the other people?"
Al wondered if he was here too early, or if the party was cancelled.
"Right here."
Jennifer stepped in, surveying her surroundings. The room had been outfitted into spooky decorations, befitting a Halloween party. They brought in the music, too. Was that Michael Jackson? That was good. She still didn't think he was innocent after his court case, though. But "Thriller" was one of the most famous music videos ever made, and one of the spookiest songs imaginable. So it was appropriate. It would be weird if it wasn't playing.
Like many people, Jennifer had received the invite. For a while, she wasn't sure what exactly she was going to do for Halloween. If she didn't know there was going to be a party here, she would have probably watched some horror movies. Some of the classics would do the trick. But, of course she showed up. Vacanti's was a nice restaurant. She'd went in for coffee a few times, and it was far better than Cheryl's. Aside from fulfilling the basic requirement of "not giving people food poisoning," the experience was pleasant. The coffee was good, too. It was only natural she'd show up.
Jennifer initially wasn't sure about a costume. But after some thought a few weeks ago, she decided on it. At first she wanted something scary. Traditionally, that was the way to go. Long ago, it was believed that the world of the living and the dead blurred together. The entire reason for wearing costumes was to fool the evil spirits. So, Jennifer's first thought was that she wanted something unpleasant, to go with the theme. In the end, though, she decided on something else. Jennifer didn't follow too many DC things, but she got the idea to dress as a specific character from it. Catwoman wasn't particularly scary, but that was fine for her. Jennifer seen movies and TV shows featuring her, and she was one of her favorites. It was surprisingly easy to make. She hadn't used any particular version for inspiration, which made things a bit easier. The main tricky part was finding a black bodysuit which was of reasonable quality and price. Luckily, she'd found one at a costume store that covered her arms and legs. Perfect for what she was going for. After that, everything pulled itself together quickly. Black gloves, boots, a belt, a small cat-like domino mask, and some ears were easy to come by. It wasn't perfect, but even if she wasn't recognized as Catwoman, people could still recognize her as a Catwoman. It was also surprisingly warm, and the belt made it easier for her to carry things like her camera and phone. Jennifer had taken pictures of her costume and uploaded some online before she went out. Since she brought her camera, she was probably going to take a few more over the course of the party.
Alvaro was here, of course. Jennifer liked Alvaro. She'd seen him around when she came in for coffee, and he was a quiet, nervous type. But she didn't hold it against him. Being quiet was sometimes a good thing. Alessio was here, too, and while she didn't know as much about him she was sure he was quiet, too. Blake, unfortunately, had to decline. He had to take his younger siblings out trick-or-treating, so he couldn't show up at least until later. It looked like not many people had arrived yet, but that was okay. It was still early. It also looked like she was the only one here in costume, too.
"Hello Alvaro," she said. "You too, Alessio."
She had a small smile on her face.
Jennifer stepped in, surveying her surroundings. The room had been outfitted into spooky decorations, befitting a Halloween party. They brought in the music, too. Was that Michael Jackson? That was good. She still didn't think he was innocent after his court case, though. But "Thriller" was one of the most famous music videos ever made, and one of the spookiest songs imaginable. So it was appropriate. It would be weird if it wasn't playing.
Like many people, Jennifer had received the invite. For a while, she wasn't sure what exactly she was going to do for Halloween. If she didn't know there was going to be a party here, she would have probably watched some horror movies. Some of the classics would do the trick. But, of course she showed up. Vacanti's was a nice restaurant. She'd went in for coffee a few times, and it was far better than Cheryl's. Aside from fulfilling the basic requirement of "not giving people food poisoning," the experience was pleasant. The coffee was good, too. It was only natural she'd show up.
Jennifer initially wasn't sure about a costume. But after some thought a few weeks ago, she decided on it. At first she wanted something scary. Traditionally, that was the way to go. Long ago, it was believed that the world of the living and the dead blurred together. The entire reason for wearing costumes was to fool the evil spirits. So, Jennifer's first thought was that she wanted something unpleasant, to go with the theme. In the end, though, she decided on something else. Jennifer didn't follow too many DC things, but she got the idea to dress as a specific character from it. Catwoman wasn't particularly scary, but that was fine for her. Jennifer seen movies and TV shows featuring her, and she was one of her favorites. It was surprisingly easy to make. She hadn't used any particular version for inspiration, which made things a bit easier. The main tricky part was finding a black bodysuit which was of reasonable quality and price. Luckily, she'd found one at a costume store that covered her arms and legs. Perfect for what she was going for. After that, everything pulled itself together quickly. Black gloves, boots, a belt, a small cat-like domino mask, and some ears were easy to come by. It wasn't perfect, but even if she wasn't recognized as Catwoman, people could still recognize her as a Catwoman. It was also surprisingly warm, and the belt made it easier for her to carry things like her camera and phone. Jennifer had taken pictures of her costume and uploaded some online before she went out. Since she brought her camera, she was probably going to take a few more over the course of the party.
Alvaro was here, of course. Jennifer liked Alvaro. She'd seen him around when she came in for coffee, and he was a quiet, nervous type. But she didn't hold it against him. Being quiet was sometimes a good thing. Alessio was here, too, and while she didn't know as much about him she was sure he was quiet, too. Blake, unfortunately, had to decline. He had to take his younger siblings out trick-or-treating, so he couldn't show up at least until later. It looked like not many people had arrived yet, but that was okay. It was still early. It also looked like she was the only one here in costume, too.
"Hello Alvaro," she said. "You too, Alessio."
She had a small smile on her face.