it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

[flightsuit]

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents TOPLESS PARTY

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anna-tron!!!

[wait_what]

[ Anna feels a little bad about the whole topless party thing. After all, it was mostly, if not all her idea to start, and she hadn't thought anyone, much less Jack, would be uncomfortable baring skin. But it wasn't too difficult to realize that amongst muscles and tanned skin that he simply might've felt left out.

And she would hardly stand for anyone feeling left out. No, she wasn't going to drag him down, instead, she would sneak away while she was fairly convinced her two new 'love interests' were duking it out in some drinking game or another, when no one else would particularly see her if she didn't make an effort to stand out.

(Not like she blamed people about it. After all, focus on the fun, the drinks, your company. That's how it went for her too.)

But she stood by his door, taking a breath and peering around the hallway before she'll knock, in that very Anna way. ]

Jack? Can I come in?

[icy]

Anna? Uh ...

[ He almost never gets colds but that's his one failsafe excuse if people start asking, so he pulls a couple of tissues out of the box on the bedside table by the XBox, crumples them up and throws them over a shoulder onto the floor.

Setting the scene. ]

Yeah, come on in.

[ Slouching against the wall, he pauses his game. ]

[wait_what]

[ She'll quickly duck into the room- never mind that she's topless, but she shuts the door behind her. After all, she's not going to bring the party to him. ]

Hi! [ A small smile, not about to ask about the crumpled tissues or his subdued behavior. ] What game were you playing?

[ He can tell her himself, if he wants to. She wants more than anything to pry, but similarly she knows that's not really good friend etiquette. ]

[icy]

[ As thrilled as Anna has been leading up to this party, he's only surprised for a moment to find she's forgone a bra altogether and then pats the bed beside him. ]

Space Zombies versus Aliens VI. Party get too much for you?

[wait_what]

Sounds like fun.

[ She'll definitely take the offer, sitting down and hunching over to rest her elbows on her thighs, her head in her hands as she peered up at him. ]

... and, well, not yet. But it's always nice to take a breather with my favorite partner in crime. [ That's a little grin, there. ] You have room for one more on your quest?

[icy]

Sure thing. These are the buttons to jump, run and fire ...

[ Giving her a crash-course in game mechanics, he slides a pillow behind Anna's back so the cold wall isn't against her shoulders. ]

You hungry? I have provisions.

[wait_what]

[ She's making sure she has each button function under her belt, nodding- before mumbling a small 'thanks!' when he slides the pillow there. She's straightened up by now, for sure, grinning at him. ]

I'm always hungry. Have any chocolate? [ she asks, casually. ]

[icy]

[ The look he gives her is one of deepest disappointment.

And then he reaches over the bedside, lifting his backpack off the floor to upend it between them on the bed; coke cans, chocolate bars, snack bars, chips, gummies ... ]

Do I have chocolate?

[wait_what]

[ And Anna lights up like a child. Y-e-a-h, she assumed he would, but this is the perfect goldmine for college kids, okay. ]

You're the best, [ she blurts out before she reaches for a chocolate bar, first. Yeah, don't mind her, she'll just be unwrapping it at the speed of sound. ] Where the heck did you take these from?

[icy]

Got them from the store before the party got started.

[ Munching his way through a packet of gummies, ohm nom. ]

Haven't you been eating all night?

[ ANNA. ]

[wait_what]

Sweet!

[ Yeah, she's totally not already biting into the chocolate bar with gusto. Nope. Totally your imagination there. And after chewing and nodding to his question, she'll blurt: ] --Something like that, yeah. Problem?