| The backyard party is as happening as the indoor one is. Music is playing and there are red glasses from alcohol sitting on nearly every clear surface. Tanner is wearing a pair of low fitting swim trunks and nothing else, standing in the hot tub with a beer cup in one hand a small paper cup of a Jello shot in his other. There also seems to now be bubbles in the hot tub, and the observant might note the giant bubble bath bottle laying empty on its side on the railing beside Tanner. "FUCK YOU RAVENS!!!" he shouts, and then downs the Jello shot as people around him cheer.
Oh, there's party happening at every turn in this house, it seems. It's out into this that Elle comes a'wandering, though she doesn't make it through the back door without having someone pass her an almost overfilled cup of that dubious-looking punch. "Here! You'll love this!" is called along with it, leaving the blonde to peer, and then to sniff, at the contents as if she somehow possessed the capability to determine its makeup purely by smell. Failing that, she gives it an experimental sip, then shrugs. And then almost drops it, thanks to that yell, which rises above the music in such a way as to snap her out of libation-consideration.
Tanner laughs, and then chases his Jello with his beer, to the cheering of "chug chug chug" from a group of guys in the pool. He doesn't disappoint them, and then crushes the cup, tossing it to the side. "Hey!" he calls to Elle. "You! Art club girl!" He's in the art club with her, after all. "You like Jello!?! Come her!"
Bonnie has arrived.
Bonnie walks in from Back Door.
Art club, right; that could maybe, possibly, be the cause for that dubious look on Elle's face. Chances are pretty good that she's only ever seen Tanner with more, if not all, of his clothes on, but that hair is kind of unmistakable. "Only the red flavors," she answers, approaching with all due caution. Bubbles have leaked over the side of the hot tub and she takes some pains to avoid stepping in them, though she's less concerned by them, now, than interested in the way they kind of ooze up and cascade over like some living, growing entity. Tanner is, of course, standing in the hot tub in his swim trunks, surrounded by a welling ocean of foam. Upon reaching the side of the thing she sips from her punch, mouth pursing slightly at the still undeterminable flavor, then reaches out a hand to scoop up some of the iridescent bubbles. "...huh."
Tanner laughs, "The red... Hrmmm...." He turns to check on the platter of dixie cups he has sitting on the hot tub filter, then picks up one. "RED!!!" he shouts, and again, someone somewhere cheers. He moves to the side by Elle, leaning seductively on his elbow beside her. His cheeks are flush. He's drunk. "Red. For the lovely art club lady, princess of Jellodom."
Bonnie is already one beer cup in and is carrying another when a cup of punch is pushed at her as well. Good thing that humans come equipped with two hands. However, one hand must be free in order to intake more alcohol. Bonnie chugs from the punch cup and nearly gags. She's a trooper though, and finishes the cup, tossing it in the trash with another resounding "Whoo!" She spies Tanner, but sees him speaking to a cute blonde. She decides to hang loose and hangs by the refreshment table as she begins to drink from her second cup of beer.
Elle clearly has not had nearly enough alcohol yet, as she still maneuvers through the party with enough clarity to be slightly wary of these proceedings. It's tempered by a clear failure to identify the danger of jello, leaving her only able to realize that something must be amiss, especially as there is cheering for red. Ah, but the cup with its quivering cube is eyed for a second before Tanner is, before she takes the thing and gives it, too, an experimental sniff. "Sure. Bubbles and jello, why not?" Why not indeed. Evidently that needs to come with an instruction manual, because she makes the mistake of trying to take a bite and then looks a little confused when it doesn't quite seem as expected.
Tanner laughs, "Dude! Don't BITE that!" He laughs a bit more. "You have to chug it, let it slide down your throat, relax and just take it in." Was that a bit sexy? Or gross? "You can do it, Artie. I know you can." He leans closer, and lays his hand on her shoulder, looking her right in the eyes with far more seriousness than this deserves. "I have the utmost faith and confidence in your abilities."
Bonnie raises an eyebrow at the interaction. She finishes her second cup and gives grabbing another one a second thought for now. She grabs a bit of food, hoping it will soak up some of the alcohol in her stomach. A couple of guys strike up a conversation with her, a blush reaching her cheeks as she speaks.
Tanner watches as Elle takes the shot and then wanders off, coughing. He laughs again, lifting his fists in the air and everyone cheers. He sees Bonnie then, and shouts, "Hey! Scooter! You like Jello!?!"
Bonnie smiles as she finishes her conversation and makes her way over to Tanner. Her footing is a little off but she makes her way over without slipping. "Why not?" She says as she makes her way over. "I'l try anything once."
Tanner laughs, "Rock on! Yeah!" He moves back across the hot tub, getting another dixie cup and then swishing his way back to where Bonnie is. "Here you go, Scoots." He smiles widely, "Awesome game, huh?" Then his attention is captured by one of the cute freshmen girls in the hot tub with him, and he moves back to join them.
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