Mallow Hallow

_{[The feed clicks on. It's shaky and shows a very nervous-looking Balfour. It feels strange posting this, especially so soon after his friend was hurt, but he thinks it's.. Well, it's at the very least polite to invite people.]}

H-hello everyone. I'm...ah, pretty sure I've not introduced myself on here, though I have met a few of you. I'm Balfour...

_{[He trails off, looking down at his hands, then back at the pillow walls of his house, at the seemingly-flammable kitchen area. Oh, no, that won't do. He has, at least, acquired a grill and a book on how to use it and has been reading it.]}

Anyway, ah, my birthday is tomorrow. Usually, I treat myself to a dinner or something nice, but...I was wondering if anyone would like to come to my house for a cook-out? I'm really a good cook! It would...be nice to meet some new people and spend time with some of my friends...

_{[Tyler, Reid, Pogue, (and yes, even you, Caleb), this is meant for you guys. Secretly, he hopes that person doesn't see this post...but he knows his luck. It's terrible.]}

You don't have to bring anything; in fact, I would prefer you not. I don't...spend much time here, after all...

_{[And the pillow houses were terrible, security-wise.]}

So, yes, ah, dinner tomorrow at 8pm? Here, at my house. If anyone wants to come.

_{[And then the shaky feed clicks off, Balfour wondering what the fuck he had just done. But he wants to celebrate his birthday with a bit of a party, at least here, in this new world.]}