[anonymous, encrypted text to everyone, etc]

[i_jones]

I was informed it would be rude to broadcast 99 Luftballons to your phones, and also that my method of invitation leaves something to be desired, so. All you transplants to this city: Party, this evening, Central Park. Not out in the park, a place in the park. You'll get it when you see it. Follow the strategically placed balloons.

[attachment: a photo of a path in Central Park, with a blue balloon tied to a railing]

Comments

[bluesuit_handy]

Throwing a house party while mum's away? Can't say I advise it. And mum never goes away, remember

[i_jones]

Whatever, man. You're, like, not even my real dad.

I'm sure she'll be eating as much cake as the rest of us.

1/2

[bluesuit_handy]

Did she actually approve this

2/2

[bluesuit_handy]

Also tell her I'm still alive

[i_jones]

No, I'm having a secret party inside her. Does she not know?

[bluesuit_handy]

Sometimes I wonder if she does