<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Evelyn “Eevee” St. Claire, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Joey spent his first while at the party dancing with just about anyone and everyone. He was far from trained but confident, fit and possessed of a natural rhythm that kept him capable enough. Between dances with strangers he slammed his way through a handful of shots, and drank a few glasses of champagne altogether too quickly. Before long there was no doubt that Joey was at least tipsy, but keeping himself together. Joey had a reasonable alcohol tolerance, born primarily of practice. Besides he was a fortunately good kind of drunk, mostly laid back and outgoing without becoming painfully obnoxious.<br/><br/>There was no denying it was a great party, even if he couldn't stand the hostess either. Fortunately it was easily large enough to avoid her and have his brand of fun. He was distracted from the dance, drink, dance cycle while approaching a cigarette girl who he thought was the same one he'd hit on before. Maybe. Then again maybe the numbers game would play out in is favour. If he hit on enough of them it'd work out eventually. From the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Eevee, who he'd seen dancing, heading away from the dance floor.<br/><br/>He didn't know her well, or have a lot in common with her. If anything he'd been a little surprised at her dancing. But Joey tended to be a conscientious man in his own way, and he opted to check if she was doing alright. Pushing his way through the dance floor without shoving he kept up the grins and greetings before being free of the crowd himself. It looked as though she was just trying to cool off, and he couldn't deny that he was also very, very warm. He caught her eye on approach, smiling and giving a nod of recognition.<br/><br/>Not one to waste time, Joey let himself collapse onto the couch and chuckle lightly to himself. Dancing always felt great until after, when it reminded him it was more exhausting than he thought. He had no drinks in hand now, and just rested one arm on the couch as he looked at Eevee. She seemed alright, but he may as well have a chat with someone he very rarely talked to. "Evening gyal." His smooth voice rolled naturally, relaxing back into the chair and blinking as he observed the crowd with her. "Dance too hard?" He asked, fairly sure she wasn't taking a seat because she'd drunk too much. In fact she looked stone cold sober.