((Alvaro Vacanti continued from Book Reports for Assholes: An Illustrated Guide. Also, feel free to be as loose as you want with post order, as this is going to be a party thread.))
Its close to miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddddd- night, and something evils lurking in the dark.
Vacantis. October 31, 2014. Alvaro Vacanti was at an empty table, replacing the previously used cutlery with cleaner equivalents. Steel, not plastic. Well, he wasnt really sure whether it was steel or not but it was grey and it was metal so he figured that saying that it was made of steel was a good enough bet. He was tapping the hand he wasnt currently listening to the music. Thriller, he remembered it was called. He had never heard it in its entirety before but he had heard bits and pieces of it before and had seen parts of the music video, but this was the first time he had actually been able to listen to the song in full and just from this he could see why it was still famous today. It felt fun, in a way. He could see why people liked to dance to it.
He finished placing the new cutlery on the table and he stepped back, looking around. He had to admit, even as much as he didnt really like to brag or talk about himself the place looked pretty good. The walls were decorated with paper
things. He didnt really know what the word was for what he was trying to describe. He know what the decorations on the wall were, of course - skeletons, pumpkins, black cats - but he didnt know how hed group them all into one term. Odd. Hed have to look that up. Anyway, the lights now had a little more of an orange tint, and the tables were slightly more bunched together to make room for a mini dance floor. It looked good, obviously not something theyd keep the establishment in but it worked well for tonight.
The main reason that they had done this was mostly due to customer requests. A couple people had approached Alvaro at school questioning whether a Halloween party at Vacantis was possible or not and the idea seemed good enough so he talked to it with his family and they agreed to it. The notifications were up, and assuming that everyone who said they were coming was telling the truth then he figured that the place would be packed, which was good. Good for the cafe, and good for the workers, as since this was outside of hours (as it started half an hour as the cafe normally closed for the night) they were going to get paid for overtime. Really, considering the good stuff that had already happened he couldnt see how this night could turn bad.
Still, it hadnt started yet. As much as he hoped and expected it to be good, anything could happen.
He went to the door, turning the sign from closed to open. It was still a little early, and there was nobody at the door, but at least now he could say the party had started.
Hopefully it would turn out okay.
When Al got to know that there was a halloween party in this place, he at first did not want to go. He had prefered to actually spend his time on halloween alone and stay up late instead. But it would be a good excuse for him to not be alone, but to go out instead. Also, Alvaro invited him, and he couldn't say 'Well, I won't go because I'd rather play games instead'. Even if partys weren't his thing, he should go to one. Maybe it will be interesting. Maybe he won't get bored. So, he went to Vacanti's. He saw the building, that apparently already was opened. Scouting the indoors, he saw a familiar figure and waved his hand at him.
It was very 80s in here, today. Al did not know how to feel about that. Alessio personally was not a Michael Jackson fan. His music was sometimes very good, but, since he produced very popular songs, hearing Thriller for the hundredth time, made the song more annoying.
Besides, his death was spooky. Dying while asleep. Al did not want to think about something like that. Also it already was a couple of years ago. And it's 2014 already. And 2014 is over in 2 months. Man, time flies. Events like these always remind Alessio of how fast time passes. Today was halloween, and soon it will be Christmas, then it will be New Year's Eve. What was Alessio doing last halloween, how has he improved since last year? He could not recall.
The place seemed empty. No other kids besides Alvaro. When Alessio walked into the building he expected to see other people. Just to see whether they walked in the party with a costume or not. Al decided to not go with a costume to the party, because, well, he had none. And buying one for just one day? That seemed like wasted money he could spent on other things.
"Where are the other people?"
Al wondered if he was here too early, or if the party was cancelled.