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Characters: Lord Grumpypants, Diarmuid, Diarmuid's idiot brothers, the extended family, and open to their CR and anyone that just wants to drop by.
Setting: Floor 81
Format: Party style, whichever format you prefer
Summary: ~~When two busybodies start plotting, all hell breaks loose.~~ "Waver's Anniversary" (or more informally known as Waver and Diarmuid's wedding party.) It's just a party. Nothing to see here. That cake is white just by... accident... and decorated to match the rings... yeeeeeeep... complete accident.
Warnings: Someone may decide to drown a couple people... who knows.

[In case someone is observant enough to notice, Waver and Diarmuid have been wearing matching rings... and under the disguise of a convenient excuse, that being Waver's one year anniversary in the Tower, Lancer and Reno have thrown a party to celebrate.

Keeping the relationship a perfect secret, of course. It's just a party. Good times, shooting the breeze, card games. Unfortunately, there's no booze. The lounge has been set up with a buffet with food from the Floor Sixty Kitchen, and there's a cake.

The cake happens to be white, and decorated. And that celtic knot decoration may just be matching the rings. Complete accident, of course.]

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Romeo is eating his cake happily, looking around at everything that is happening. Though he is a little bit confused. He had been told the party was for mister Waver but the man doesn't seem very happy.

"Why is mister Waver mad?" He asked the nearest available person.

"Ah, he just don't know how to have fun, Romeo." Reno flopped on the nearest sofa that was unoccupied and rested his head on his arms. "How about you?"

"I know how to have fun, mister Reno!" He smiled, "Maybe he just needs to learn more games."

"Hey, why don't you go teach him some? Bet he never got to learn any when he was a kid." Reno is certainly not putting ideas into anyone's head, nope. Why would anyone think that?

"Why not?" That was sad, that he never got to learn any games. Because that would mean the only games he knew were bad ones like the ones Ruana played. "I can teach him, I know lots of games."

He looked over, almost three years here and it was not quite enough to make him feel confident about approaching an already angry adult. But he punched the air, keeping his spirits up and grinned at Reno. "Do you think I should go over?"

"Can't hurt." Reno shrugged, trying to hide a grin. "Waver's as bad as he likes people thinkin' he is."

"I don't think he's bad at all." Romeo told him, "I'll go and see if he wants to learn a game."