Note: I decided to right this next chapter from Cassies perspective. If this goes well i might start doing it more often!
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The only sound in the room was the noise of Tim's keyboard as he typed. After what seemed like an eternity of silence and awkward glances, I finally stood up and said what I had been holding in since this morning.
"This is ridiculous...Are we sure that throwing a surprise party is a good idea? You know how Kon is. The second all of the attention is on him, he gets uncomfortable. Do we really want to do that to him after him being gone for so long?"
Gretchen shifted to her side, still floating above the coffee table.
"But this is a celebration! How many times does someone come back from the dead? I know if it were me i would want a fucking parade!"
Nobody said anything. Not because we didn't agree with her, but because of the irony of getting a moral lesson about resurrection from a ghost. I paced back and forth in front of the T.V, trying to decide whether to go through with the party or not. I could tell my pacing was starting to make it difficult for Tim to concentrate on his work, and after a few paces Tim looked up from his laptop and sighed.
"Ok..How about this...let's take down the decorations, put away the cake, and just make it a quiet evening for the first part of the reunion, and THEN depending on how things go we can proceed with the party. Does that sound fair?"
I nodded and sat down next to Tim on the floor. Sensing the large amount of anxiety in the room, Tim closed his laptop and walked over to the cabinet next to the giant T.V monitor. After shuffling around he pulled out a hidden bottle of Vodka.
"If nothing else works we can always get really drunk and vent our feelings like normal people.."
Instantly the mood changed in the room. Gretchen spun around in the air with glee and floated over to Tim's laptop. Giddy with excitement she placed a hand on the laptop, closed her eyes and opened them again after a few minutes.
"Alright! I messaged Bart and told him to raid Wally's liquor cabinet and bring anything with a proof over 70! He should be here any second now."
Before Tim or I could process what Gretchen had said, there was a rapid knocking on the door and the sound of bottles clanking together.
"COME ON! IVE BEEN WAITING OUT HERE FOR 4 WHOLE SECONDS! THATS TO LONG IN SOBER TIME!"
Jumping up, I ran to the door and flung it open, slightly irritated at Bart for announcing their underage drinking to the rest of the residence in the apartment.
"Get your ass in here before Mrs. Johnson sees which room your going into...The last thing we want are the cops to show up and find a group of underage metahumans drunk off their asses..."
Bart grinned and kissed me on the cheek, clearly doing it just to annoy me even more. As I was about to close the door, I noticed a familiar figure walking towards my apartment. It was Kon. The second our eyes met I felt my heart skip a beat. Without a second thought, I rushed over to him, threw my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his.