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June felt like a chicken with its head cut off trying to prepare this social. Even though it was a few things, the sudden realization to June that some people probably weren't going to want to be high had turned everything on its head. He had no idea when the first guests were arriving, so he was trying to work as quickly as possible.
"Huh? OW!" The larger man's head would bounce off the shelf as he tried to quickly look up at Nate, realizing he had made him move around all the stuff for nothing.
"Oh, yes! That would be great, sorry... hadn't even thought about the whole drug situation till now and I just want to make sure people can like, enjoy themselves!" Obviously for June, that was just being around people, lifting their energies with good snacks, good games, and hopefully good company.
"I think this is the last of it... I think. there is just so much to keep track of here, hard to keep your noggin on straight sometimes!" It was, and Nate would know just how much of June's life was just controlling the chaos. Between the shop and the lighthouse, June kept his hands full, often taking on more just for the helluva it or if folks were in need.
"Let me actually grab that hot cocoa, and I will let you choose what we play first! I think there are a few in there that are still fun two player!" June would pat his friend on the shoulder before jogging up the stairs. He was a bit more athletic than Nate was, something he would never bring up, but June knew it was his party so he should go actually set things up. The jug was a hefty one, but the werecanine slung it into his arms and was back down the staircase in a near flash.
"Thanks! It was my grandmama's recipe. The woman was cranky as can be, but she made the best cakes and pies. When it gets a bit colder, I will bring you and Squirt some of her fruitcake. It's like, actually good fruitcake and not like that junk you get at the store." Filling up his glass with some hot chocolate, the whisps of steam still across the foam cup, June would make his way to the board game table, sitting with a bit of a flop.
"How is Squirt? Wait... actually, how are you doing first. It feels like its been a bit since I saw you man, y'all don't come over as much when its the cold season." For good reason, June would think, the weather could get kind of rough by the lighthouse during the colder months, but he always did miss out on some of the human connection. It was a short drive to town though, and June would make surprise visits often to mingle with friends when his little slice of perfection wasn't feeling the same.
@wren.