2 Hour Cocktail Party Novels & Stories

“Understood.” “The second event is a New Year's Eve Cocktail Party that my mother started many years before she passed. It is attended by a lot of influential people throughout the city as well as from around the country and even the world,” Brayden paused for a moment. Meredith wasn’t sure if he paused because of the mention of his mother or that there would be so many influential people in attendance. “Oh…” Meredith responded, waiting for him to continue.

When the party ended, it was nearly midnight. Everyone was in a delightful mood, having a great time. It was half an hour's drive to reach the house. They decided to have midnight snacks at one of the famous restaurants in the area. They ordered pad thai, chai latte, cafe mocha and empanadas.

At this point if there was a hate the Smith’s group chat, Catherine would be the admin. Indistinct chatter came from all angles of this excellently decorated party venue. There was an endless display of exquisite delicacies. You could tell the party had begun when the sound of glasses clinking filled the air. Irish, Scott’s, American, Canadian, Tennessee, name it. All kinds of whiskey were present at this party. There was a mini bar with all kinds of exotic drinks, from spirits to cocktails. “What are we drinking?” Donovan asked. “Pineapple lime chelada,” Rachel answered.

The sharp voice of Chef Boris soon released my discomfort, "Finally, you are here, Chef Tony. Please join in. I am briefing on today's event." I nodded and closed the door. As soon as I joined them, I heard Boris speaking as if continuing from an earlier conversation, "As you all already know, the Chairman ordered us to hold a party. From the event order we received, it will be a cocktail party for 15 pax. The party will be held near the swimming pool, so it is not a sit-down party. Therefore, a fork buffet will be set. The menu is mostly based on appetizers suitable with rum, brandy, and vodka-based cocktails that are to be served in the party."

Martha spared an indifferent look as she walked up to Adeline, and she said flatly, "Adeline, there's going to be a cocktail party tonight. Come with me so I can introduce you to some of my business partners." "Okay, Mom," Adeline meekly replied Martha gave Adeline's current outfit a once-over before she took out a boutique's VIP card from her handbag. She gave it to Adeline as she said, "The cocktail reception begins at eight in the evening. I still need to attend a meeting at the company later this afternoon, so I'll get to the venue a bit later. I'll have the driver to drive you there," After that, Martha turned and walked away without any more words to Adeline.

The three were excited to see what the venue's going to look like, they were all restless throughout the drive. Lissa was laughing along with her friends, but in reality she wasn't ready to come to the party or go to have fun. Anthony will probably be there, and she doesn't want to be near him or see his stupidly handsome face. ============== The party started at Ten in the evening as promised by the management. Bloody, dark and eerily decorated cocktails were served at the bar area. The snack bar was filled with bowls of gummy worms, eye-candies at vampire fangs. The food was fantastic and their gloomy and pressuring meeting area was turned into a place that's somewhat fit for a night of fu

PART TWO: Dancing with Danger The party had been going on far too long. It was a weeknight so dinner had been scheduled for six o'clock. The hosts had spoken and made their plea, things should be wrapping up now. The room should have been at least half empty. But it seemed no one was the least bit interested in leaving. The din of conversation competed with the sound of the orchestra, which segued from one rhythmic tune to another and people continued to jam the dance floor as well as both bars.

He quickly rambled around the mini bar for a drink. They had arrived for the luncheon at noon. It was now five-thirty. After the seven course meal and discussing every event at each course and then the additional hour and a half of drunken toasts by Carlton and his son-in-laws, they had been there almost all day. “Don’t you think you’ve had enough to drink?” Hector asked Julian. “No.” he answered bluntly as he began to open a bottle of champagne. “Pour me a drink, too, please,” Cassandra said. She sounded exhausted. “I love planning parties more than anyone but they take it too far. Victoria took all the fun out of party planning.”

It will be worth it. They had been drinking for two hours. They left to their table to mingle with the noise of beatbox and music in the club. She loved partying but she can't afford to get wild because of her image as a role model public figure. Since she is not popular in another country it is her time to be herself. After an hour, they decided to rest from dancing in the wild light. They opened the 2nd bottle of vodka. The makeup artist went back to the dance floor.

"But the afterparty is the highlight of the event! Maybe you can rest a bit and come back in an hour? I'm also gonna tuck in the kids then join the rest in like an hour, tops. Alright?" Just leave her be, Gen. Let me breathe a bit. Eventhough I'm just gonna stay near the bar, keep the drinks coming. I have a feel I'm gonna need more than ten servings of Macallan to forget those two hours of my life. "See you at the ballroom around ten?" She's still coaxing her. I hate how nosy I've become to eavesdrop their conversation while pretending to listen to my cousins' ramblings. I fucking tune out on this new business plan for a girls' conversation about an afterparty.