imafuturist: (teen - smile)
Tomorrow morning, Tony was going to hate the island for everything it had done to him this weekend. Tonight, however, he was sixteen and dumb. There was an entire shop of supplies downstairs to rig up some pretty bitchin' light systems and sift through the music there was for anything that he recognized or thought was interesting.

There was, of course, also all the alcohol he managed to find in the place. Aw yeah, a non-boring party with people his own age. Because no one really wanted to party with the weird rich kid who was working on another doctorate. And the people who did want to usually got bitchsmacked by Rhodey for taking advantage. So.

This was his chance, damn it. He was taking it.

[Paaaarty! Open of course!]
imafuturist: (teen - looking down)
Tony had gone to bed in his own bed rather than the couch or the cot down in the lab for a change. He'd even slept well! Well, better than he had for the past few months. So, when he woke up certain that this reeeaaally wasn't his bed, it came as a bit of a shock.

He slunk on out of the bed, trying to figure out where he was and just how he'd gotten there. And hey, it was a fancy apartment, so maybe he hadn't been kidnapped or something stupid. But, just to be safe, he latched onto the phone he found in the kitchen, dialing Rhodey's number so he could get the hell out of here and back to his dorm.

ExpandI just really like Rhodey, okay? )

[Open! Guests, tiny housemate, a particularly determined hedgehog... go for it!]

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