Jinx heads back over to the table, avoiding couples who grind and make out as they dance, grossed out some, she smiles as she retrieves more punch, smiling friendly like to Resetta.

Resetta noticed Jinx. She usually doesn't get noticed. She just replied with a wave and returned to letting her eyes wander around to explore the room. A buzz flowed from her pocket, and she grabbed an old cell phone out of her pocket. It was her step-mom, Lila. She flicked open the top and put it to her ear. Cursing, yelling and more swearing boomed into her ears. She quickly closed the phone and ended the call, then stuck back in her pocket.

Jinx ears flicked as she was able to hear some of the phone call, she frowns. "You okay?"

Name: Jerin
Pic, and or image description: Unidentified
Age: Unknown
Personality (optional): Unknown (May be rp'd out)
Relationships? (Optional): None
Favorite song name- Two Steps From Hell - Jump
Description: The owner of the party. Very few people meet him in person, and he is personally afraid to show his face at some times. He seems unpopular and gloomy, but he's been chased by the police a few times for doing many rebellious things. Like riding his dirt-bike atop of people's cars, stealing alcohol before 18 years old, and even dangerously experimenting in neighborhood properties- On their lawns, in their backyards, sometimes even in their houses. While him and his gang were traveling one day, they saw an old, torn down building. Many constructionists were trying to tear the building down for room for new houses. Jerin and his gang agreed on buying the spot instead. Of course, with Jerin's father's money. Jerin's family was rich, should I mention. Jerin and his gang rebuilt the place and cleaned it up. Afterwards, they thought up what to do with it. Then Jerin had the idea of making a nightclub. The gang agreed, and then helped him make his idea real. Just a while after the building was finished, Jerin was strongly disappointed to hear that his mother had passed away in a car crash. His friends had an idea to make a memorial for Jerin's mother in the garden by the nightclub, as a surprise for him when he came back. Later, Jerin then had an idea of making a public party for teenagers. After all, it was supposed to be a 'nightclub'.

PS: I'm only calling it a nightclub cuz' I can't think of anything else to say XD

Resetta flattened her ears. "You're talking to me?" She asked.

"yes, I am" she seems worried some, handing the girl a cup of punch as well

She turned away from the person. "I'm..." (Long, awkward pause) "Fine." She got up and slowly walked away. She went to the two front doors and opened them. She walked downstairs to the garden, and was blasted with a gentle breeze- as well as the delightful smell of flowers, and tropical plants. There were less people here, and less lights. She almost smiled for a second. The only light sourced were candles. There were tables, chairs, and much more subtle things. She was confused at this. Inside, were a bunch of drunk lovers or party hards, and on the outside was a mature, romantic and beautiful setting. Yet, it was a pretty nice idea. Speaking of candles, a young Leapord/Fox walked around handing out candles, and on it's way gave one to Resetta. Some of the candles had cool patterns. There was much more mellow music here. Resetta paused to see a big fountain in the garden. She walked over to it and brisked her hand through the water for a short second. She became more observant to discover a carved writing behind it saying "In Loving Memory Of Hailey. 1987-2014." Resetta obviously clicked together that it was a gravestone. Despite the lovely setting in the garden, that was the one thing that made her slightly depressed. She dusted it off her shoulder and took a seat by a table.

Jerin looked underneath him and the stairs. He whistled, and a 'servant' came over. "Bring out the desserts." He whispered into his ear. The person nodded, and other servers helped roll out the dessert tray. The foot was still accessible, though.

PS: There were already desserts out, it's just that there wasn't that many. The dessert tray has the rest of them.

Jinx happily noms the desserts, has a huge sweet tooth.

Later, a huge tray rolled outside. Resetta licked her lips and decided to take a nibble. She grabbed a paper plate, fork, and an oreo/peanutbutter/raspberry cake slice. She then ate it, and only ate that one. Her parents are abusive alcoholics, and expect her to buy her own food. Her whole family is poor, so she usually doesn't eat something so savory. She finally builds up enough courage and walks through the doors. Before the colorful, flashing lights got to burn her eyes, she covered them and walked around. After that she let her eyes be free. As she was looking around, she looked up at the ceiling and saw a shadowy figure along with a few others on a top floor, above some stairs. It was looking down. Resetta decided to act like nothing happened, and walked over to the snack table.