Merrymakers!

[antivenger]

The JLA Watchtower was, in M'gann's opinion, one of the best places in the universe to have a holiday party. It was spacious, had a really big table for laying out a billion kids of food, and you just couldn't argue with a view of Earth from space.

She'd arrived early toting choco cheesecake and spent the first bit of the party waiting for guests to trickle in from the teleporters, peering out every window at all the stars like a kid who'd never seen them before in her life. By the time she drifted back to the hub of the party it was buzzing with new arrivals, many of whom she recognized and greeted with a smile.

One of them, however, didn't quite look as smiley as he should have...

She dropped down on a chair next to Jaime's leaning over to catch his downcast gaze with her own.

"Hey you. Why the long face? Your drink isn't that bad is it?"

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[azulescarabajo]

Jaime was, admittedly, a little mopey. Getting an invitation to the JLA's non-denominational holiday party (though Jaime continued to think of it as Christmas) should have had him over the moon. Instead, Traci had had a "thing" come up at the last minute (something to do with trolls in Norway) and he'd been left dateless. So, while he was glad to see his friends, it was with a rather reduced amount of enthusiasm. He looked up from the paper plate of various snack food as M'gann sat down next to him.

"Oh, hey M'gann! It's not really important. I guess. Traci had to go deal with something, so. Got left without a date." He shrugged.

"Don't worry about it. I'll survive."