Mahjong Party Comic Novels & Stories

>>> We walked out of the cafeteria into the blinding sunlight, the spring breeze catching the edge of my denim jacket, and Aaric—annoying as ever—walking beside me with his hands in his pockets, wearing that smug smile like he just saved the world. I glanced at him. “A hundred people? Tops?” “C’mon,” he said, not even a little bit sorry. “It’s just a party.” I responded with a small pinch to his side, right under his varsity jacket that probably cost more than two months of my rent. “Aw,” he laughed. “That’s abuse.” “Your fault,” I said, pinching him again—this time at his waist. “Didn’t say a word. ‘Was gonna tell me tonight’? What do you think I am, a Marvel post-credit scene?”

She hiccupped. “Thanks, Underwood. Anyway, I have kept you guys waiting too long, come in and join the party. I need to find Martin anyway.” She finally detached herself from the gate and led us in. The display and vibe of this party were far better than those of the pool party they had the last time I was here. The music was loud, I could feel the buzz of vibration under the soles of my feet. The white light bulbs were off and in their place were red, blue, and green decorative that cast enough light to see one's own hands but the lights didn’t quite lighten the entire space so there were dark corners where I could see many seniors making out. The crowd here was more than the last time too,

Upon our arrival, we climbed the elegant staircase that led us to the party that Mia, Alessia’s best friend, had orchestrated. The space was magnificent, with a lavish poker theme running through it. The walls dripped with rich velvet fabrics, and golden accents glimmered under the low light. Poker tables dotted the room, adorned with chips and cards, creating a perfect backdrop for a night of both luxury and nostalgia; Alessia had always loved playing poker, a trait she’d picked up playing with us as kids whenever she visited.

Erin stuck her tongue out at her friend, drawing a laugh. "Hi, Kara," Kimber said. "Hey Kimber," she replied. "I think that's everyone," Kelly said, smiling. "I didn't get a chance to tell any of my gang what type of party this is, Marie, other than a pool party. Care to enlighten everyone?" Marie smiled as everyone turned. "Well, as some of you know, this my first official "No Penetration Pool Party" There was a low rumble of conversation briefly. "That sounds like an odd name for a party," Becky said.

Mia I’m standing in the corner of the party, champagne in hand, watching Aria and Alpha Lucas swap spit like it’s the goddamn finale of a movie. Seriously, they don’t even care that everyone’s staring at them. The decorations are sparkling, the music’s low and smooth, and these two are acting like they’re in the middle of a Taylor Swift love ballad.

“Right. Well, hope you get to sit on him more often during your honeymoon.” All in all, the party they throw turns out to be a successful blast, consisting of a Korean gourmet, drinks by the pool, and weird games like Pin The Donkey, but with a life-size cutout of Lee Minho instead. Ariana stays back as everyone dives into the pool, smiling throughout each wave of torture they send her way.

Jianan said and everybody cheered "Get more champagne and somebody order pizza." Xavier pulled out his phone and threw it at Geovanni who dialed and ordered pizza. It was weekend so most of the girls and men went home and with those who were there we had a party. The maids bought us champagne which was non-alcoholic and beer for the drinkers and we had a good time.

Laughter and echoes of festivity filled my ears. This isn’t just a party, it’s a festival. Roman reluctantly let my hand go when children begged for his full attention, tugging on his shirt, pouting their lips. The town folks loved the three of them, Roman, Mateo, and Nico, especially the children. “We’ve been robbed of our men, Vee,” Maya sighed, setting Tina and me into a fit of giggles. We played parlor games, danced sweet and upbeat songs, and ate like we were starved. When the night fell deeper, the celebration turned into a street party. People danced in pairs as the Mariachi played sweet love songs.

Mingi sighed and said "She is still not over that incident" Yoonji shrugged and said "Hmmm I dont care anymore" After a short discussion about the day they both went their respective ways and started working. At lunch Mingi and Yoonji sat together munching their lunch and talking about different topics. The conversation once again went about the party. "When is the party?" Mingi asked "Tomorrow" Yoonji replied. "Do you need help getting ready?" Mingi asked. "No. Thanks for asking" Yoonji replied smiling. Mingi has always been kind and considerate friend and Yoonji was really thankful for having such an awesome person in her life.

Yua looks up at the ceiling, thinking of what she could say to MJ for him to agree. “If you didn’t know, we’re going to do a big snake and ladder for the festival. We wanted to give the players who didn’t win a consolation prize and that would be a picture” Eiji said. "Why don't we just team up?" MJ invites them that made the others look at him. "What are you trying to imply?" Olivia asks him and crosses her arms. MJ leans forward as Yua sat down on her chair again. "I am saying, why don't we team up? Since my club will perform a photo booth then your team should do a marriage booth, we'll be the shutterbug" MJ said to them.