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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[snedronningen]

That didn't help your case.

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans scoffs. Shrugging like he doesn't care. Because he doesn't!!!! ]

I'm leaving now.

[snedronningen]

See yah!

[ A little sing-songy as she watches him mope out-- as soon as he closes the door she'll scramble to her feet to find a tank top to wear for the rest of the night. She may leave her room to talk to a couple of people or grab a drink, but for the better part of the night she keeps herself tucked away in her room. On her computer, sketching out a couple of doodles, catching up on some TV Shows.

The party rages on for longer than she thought it would, and really by the end of the night she's a bit pooped. And without meaning too she'll doze off lightly in her bed, sketchbook gripped lightly in her fingers. ]

[ingoodhans]

[ It's a wild night for Hans-- even with all the glares he was getting from Elsa's roommates, not everyone in the party hated him, so it wasn't a total loss. Still, he had his heart set on something slightly different than the usual drinking and partying, so he actually keeps it cool for the most part, smiling and schmoozing until it's time to clean up. Jack and the rest definitely give him weird looks for offering to help clean, but he... well, he wants to play his cards right for Elsa. That's not weird, right?

Nor is it weird to slip into her room after everything's done and people are busy with fixing their furniture and whatever else. He tries knocking, really, but she doesn't answer, so imagine his surprise when he finds her asleep... looking adorably relaxed and--

Focus, Hans. You've seen her shirtless, no need to be dumb about this. Crush or not, should he wake her up? It almost seems rude...

Then again, Hans is a rude dude. ]

Elsa?

[snedronningen]

[ She murmurs quietly, then opens her eyes because someone is definitely in her room and talking to her. The lights are dimmed from earlier (That probably didn't help her case when trying to stay up) and she squints-- then spots that flash of red hair. ]

Hans?

[ It could also be Anna, but she wasn't quite so masculine shaped the last time Elsa had seen her. ]

S-sorry. [ She covers her mouth as she wakes up ] Didn't mean to fall asleep.

[ingoodhans]

No, that's fine. Don't worry.

[ Hans smiles. He's not going to say what he's thinking, but-- ]

You looked peaceful sleeping. I wasn't sure if I should wake you up.

[snedronningen]

[ She rubs at her eyes a bit more before sitting up fully, pulling at where her shirt has ridden up ]

No, no-- it's fine. [ She probably would have been angry with herself if she had woken up tomorrow morning ] So the party's over?

[ She tugs at her hair-- quickly taking down the hair style she had it in today to try and fix it up for the night. ] Get any other hapless undergrads to strip for you?

[ingoodhans]

Yes, it was over a while ago. I helped clean up and everything.

[ By now, Hans has put his shirt back on too. Well, he was about to head home and all. ]

And unfortunately, no. The toplessness was entirely outside my power. I can only do so many favors...

[snedronningen]

[ She laughs softly ]

You're like the old man of the party. [ Her roommates were generally more than happy to leave the mess until the next day ] Come on.

[ She'll wave him over, she needed a pillow. ] At least you didn't come in drunk this time.

[ingoodhans]

If I make myself useful, maybe they'll forget about the little altercation earlier.

[ You know, the apologies and the punching. But Hans does as asked, joining Elsa in her bed. ]

I have to drive home, you know.

[snedronningen]

Oh you're going home this time?

[ She's genuinely curious as she draws him under the covers ]

[ingoodhans]

Well, I don't live here.

[ Hans just snuggles up under the covers, whoops you've created a monster. ]

Unless that's an invitation to stay the night.

[snedronningen]

[ WELP. Now she's blushing- ]

It's not an invitation, but an observation.

[ Okay no, really, she's leaning forward to smell him and-- dude ]

You really didn't drink all that much this time.

[ Okay, now she's actually genuinely surprised ] Why not? It is a party.

[ Says the girl who escaped to her room to blog ]

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans laughs, mostly because... okay, having Elsa smell him is kinda hilarious. ]

I'm not a drunk-- I just drink socially. And I wasn't feeling like getting drunk, anyway.

[ He had something to look forward to, after all. ]

Believe it or not, I have a surprising amount of self-control.

[snedronningen]

Glad to know my breasts supercede that control.

[ She knows why ur here. ]

[ingoodhans]

You're a special case. You should feel honored.

[ Honored to be... ogled by Hans. Yeah, sounds about right. ]

[snedronningen]

Honored, not sure if that's the word I would use.

[ Okay, she's... positioning herself and getting comfortable on the bed. really hard since it's so small, but pillows are re-arranged and comforters thrown haphazardly around his shoulders. ]

I -- really hate how small these beds are.

[ Back home, her bed is fit for a queen. She hates this tiny bed bullshit. ]

[ingoodhans]

Maybe I should throw a party next time. Plenty of room in my bed.

[ Uh-huh, cause it would be a party and totally not an excuse to get Elsa in his nice, comfy bed. Still, Hans arranges himself well enough, shuffling under the covers. ]

Don't know how many of your friends would actually agree to come, though...

[snedronningen]

That sounds less like a party and more like a proposition.

[ Squirming right under him until it feels just right-- okay there. This is good. You are now her personal heater, Hans. But don't think she's gonna take that shirt off for you- she's gonna let you claim your reward this time. ]

[ingoodhans]

But think of how pathetic that would be-- throwing a whole party just so I can see you again.

[ Hans begins to trail his hands over her stomach, fingers toying with the hem of her shirt. ]

That'd be a ridiculous idea, don't you think?

[snedronningen]

[ And there's a laugh ]

You're overestimating my pity.

[ingoodhans]

So it isn't pity that got us this far?

[ Said as he slides those hands under her top. ]

[snedronningen]

[ A soft huff of air, those fingers on her skin are drawing out every breath ]

Pity won't get you a date with me.

[ingoodhans]

I'll find out what will, one day.

[ Remember what he said about persistence and determination... ]

I usually, almost always get my way.

[snedronningen]

Be glad you got this far.

[ Said with a smile as she settles back, finding some place to rest her hands is kind of awkward... she'll set them on his hips for now. ]