So what do you do when your backlashed into skitzophrenia, mentally attacking yourself, and seeing people who existed ages ago or in ages to come all around you?

Well you party it up of course.

Gand lights up the whole glass house. Of course theres noone for miles to see it but he doesnt care. Its party time. He busted open his desk to dig out the stash and has a kilo of peruvian powder laid out across the bar.

Reality is what you make it. Reality can easily be ignored.

The music pumps loud enough that touching the glass would feel like the entire house was vibrating. Inside the fishbowl is Gand, in true peruvian powder party guise.

His face is covered in poder from nostril to chin. He long since decided pants were not worth his time, but boots are. He has draped the polar bear skin rug over his shoulders and head and runs from one side of the house to the other screaming his balls loose and occassionally stopping to dance, grind and jive with someone or another...

What else do you do when its the party of the century and your still not too sure who anyone is?

Well you call your friends no matter what time of night it is. Gand will take a break from trying to use the bearskin as a parachute and dig around for his phone.

Since hes going in alphabetical order through his list the first number he pops is Aidens.

The phone rings a few times before I answer. My voice is still husky, velvety even with sleep.

"Gand?... What time is it?... What's wrong?..."

You can hear the concern cutting into the sleep as I start to wake up. I sit up in bed, I can hear Bo faintly snoring in the next room. I attempt to brush the sleep from my eyes and my mind. Who calls at this hour, honestly?

The loud music, his wasted state and rabid excitement make him a little hard to understand...

'Hey baby where you at? Your missing the weirdest party at the secret place in the mountains noone knows about.'

I blink, pushing scarlet tendrils out of my face.

"Sounds pretty interesting over there..." I chuckle a bit. "I'm in bed at my apartment... I was told not to come into work tonight. What happened?"

I slide out of bed, and walk into the adjoining bathroom. I flip the switch and blink, the light painful. Emerald eyes peer into the mirror, I need a drink.

'We blew up the eye of Sauron or something, a bunch of weirdos showed up at the club with my mom, Alice stole my car and i found all the peruvian powder. It'll be a good time, you should come by.'

Gand talks like hes practicing to be an auctioneer, balancing on the arm of the couch trying to keep his polar bear skin cape from sliding off...

"Gand are you all yipped up again?"

I walk back into my room, collecting a bottle of brandy. A take a good long swig.

"You don't sound right. Where are you?"

Theres a moment of just deep bass and loud music on the line while gand yells at someone Aiden didnt hear interrupt...

'Shut up! Get off the couch with those nasty hooker boots!'

Theres a ruffling as he nearly drops the phone.

'Yipped up? Nah im good. Goood.' He coughs once.

'Im at my place in the mountains, like 20 minutes outside of town.'

"Alright, am I going to have to say some secret password to get in?"

I've already begun putting my boots on, and some general clothing. If and as he explains directions, I will write them on a receipt nearby.

'Nah its a glass house. Theres no secrets here.'

He goes on to explain the directions to her while intermittenly stopping to yell at whoever has the nasty hooker boots on. Something about: Fuck my couch? Howabout fuck your face!

I'm already feeling hesitant, but I'm starting to hear the voices that live inside my heard chirping for me to go. I grab my keys and sneak quietly to and out the door. Bo never falters when sleeping, and I drive off in my beaten firebird.

"Anything I should know then? Somethings telling me something bad has happened..."

'Nah nothing bads happening. But hey just call when you get ehre, im gonna try and go stuff the polar bear cub real quick, if you catch my Drift.'

He says suggestively before hanging up on Aiden.

Deciding dialing each person in his phone is a bit much he starts composing a blanket message as he wanders blindly upstairs to find that polar bear cub skin...  

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Within 20 minutes, you can hear the roar of my car as I pull up. I step out of my car, sporting a pair of cut off jean shorts and a long sleeved shirt thats just a wee bit too big. Probably Bo's. I've got on a pair of combat boots, that look pretty beaten and worn, maybe a taste of my younger days. I walk up to the door, running my fingers through my scarlet hair. I attempt to open the door, only to find it locked. I knock, hoping someone in there will hear me.

"This place is fucking cold and creepy. Fitting..."

I snicker at my own joke, shivering slightly as the wind picks up. The voices in my head pulse softer and louder, who's fucking with the volume? I rub my temple, my head is starting to kill me. Perhaps it has something to do with Gand? What am I getting myself into again? I smirk, I should know by now that anything is possible in this world, and there are more creepy crawlies then we know...

Odd, this glass house in the wilderness. There wasnt a singel car parked outside and since Aiden can see clean through the glass walls she can easily see this is no party...

Well aside from the full bar, and row after row of white powder cut out on the bartop anyway. Gand rushes down the stairs at the sound of her knocking... luckily he has found pants, but is still carrying the polar bear cubs skin around. Apparently unsuccessful in stuffing it...

He tries to open the door, but apparently its locked on both sides... He yells through the door.

'The Bitch fishbowled me! is there a key under the mat or something?'

As I am told, I look under the door mat for a key. Whether I find it or not is another question.

"Who locked you in here? And damn Gand, the house is made of glass and your unloading on the bar?"

I let out a chuckle that brings a small tear to my eye. I notice the bear skin in his hand. I cock my head in question, giving a small tug on a tendril of hair.

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Aiden is in luck. Or maybe Gand is... The key isnt under the mat, but she will spot it hanging under one of the stairs when she stoops.

'Alice locked me in. She thinks we're all crazy up in here and got mad about the new rugs.'

He demonstrates new rugs by holding up the skinned polar bear cub and pointing at its mother, who is still draped over the couch.

'Pfft. Im Gand the fucking Lord of Greatness, ill unload anywhere i want!'

I laugh to tears listening to Gand. Perhaps there's a reason he's stuck in this fishbowl. She sets a cigarette to her lips, lighting it, before grabbing the key, and walking herself inside, key carefully hidden by her out of Gand's vision. Of course we've locked the door again. I feel no fear, starting to realize how important she is in the whole plot of things. The dead animal thing now, she could careless. She gives another snicker before looking about for somewhere to sit thats not so, Dr's office.

"Well, I guess now we are the party..."

'Your certainly the showstopper.' Gand tells her. He tested the doorknob.. frowning when he found it locked again. Perhaps Aiden was working with Alice... maybe all the women in his life are against him for some reason...

No matter. He will find some way to get the key away from her.

'Make room, make room!' Gand yells out, looking like a mime pushing his way through a crowd. He drags the Huge bear rug off the couch and slings it over his shoulder, clearing the couch for her.

'What can i interest you in darlin, a drink, maybe some peruvian powder?' He offers Aiden.

The Blanket text message will go out to every number Gand has:

Alice, Daniel, Nikki, Karlie, Rahshid, Orphen, Aiden (again), Toshi... everyone.

"Party at the glass house, Peruvian powder on tap, Strippers for everyone, Bring booze if your a true gangsta."

He doesnt give directions, but replying would be a good way to get them.

Nikki smiles widely when she gets the text. "Yes! Party!"
She will message Gand back: "Hey! Tell me where the party is, I'll bring vodka!"