throughaphase | MHA #10- Saturday evening

With the way things had been going for everyone over the last few weeks, Kitty and Allie had decided it might be good to have a small, semi-quiet apartment party with friends where nothing traumatic happened and they could have fun.

Aaand then Kitty got in from California too late yesterday to get much of anything done so a lot of today was spent cleaning, shopping, and finding some game off the Internet, because with the group they'd invited, it might be good to have something to focus on rather than just glaring at people across the room. Which they'd probably do anyway, but at least it wouldn't be their whole night.

By the time people were due to start showing up, everything had been set up, the place looked presentable, and the pizza had gotten here in time for Kitty to box up a couple pieces for Lucky already, because shut up, that's why.

[Up early for timezones! For those who know who they are, but if you want to swing an invite, just grab one of us on AIM at chickwithemo or izzyalienqueen!]

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Jack read, in his very plummiest accent, "I got 99 problems but BLANK ain't one."

Kitty was definitely not okay putting "Sudden Poop Explosion Disease" down. But really, this was a time to assert that you most definitely did not have that problem. Also she wanted to get rid of that card.

"A micropenis."

Yes, thank you, Eric.

"Helplessly giggling at the mention of Hutus and Tutsis," Coulson said. Because that struggle was serious business and he had friends who were involved in the matter. He would never giggle at that.

He played the card with a slight smirk that didn't give away any of that, so there was no derailing of the evening with political insight.

"Mouth herpes."

Well, it wasn't. Just putting that out there.

"Licking things to claim them as your own." Pinkie put down. "It's just a good policy," she said.

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