[As it happens, not talking about it and immediately moving on to trying to plan a Social Event—with zero experience in that, and also after sulking for a week about the things not talked about, but details—is probably a better strategy than Junpei's usual, anyway. Who is he to deny Charles the sweet relief of not talking about it...]

Well, I've got someone who's going to help borrow blankets, and a couple people looking for snacks... and the sheet, too.

[He counts these off on his fingers and gives Charles a look and a shrug, like, that's probably everything besides the literal movies? He doesn't really know what normal parties are like, if this even counts.

Caught being soft on main, however, he huffs and reaches for the drinks bag again. Haha, who, him...]

Anyway, you know—it's my birthday.