Theo was the one who had pitched the idea of a group reunion to his former associates, and had gotten permission from the high school’s principal to rent out their gym for an afternoon. This could be considered odd, coming from someone who was currently suffering from partial memory loss and could barely remember his past. Some good going to a therapist did. Hell, even after doing all of those dumb mental exercises and hypnosis sessions, he could only recall so many things about his high school years, much less the grades that came before that. However, upon being told that hanging out with his old acquaintances might be good for his ‘healing process’ or whatever it was called, Theo had went along with the idea and organized this whole get together. And let me tell you something, when the police detective put his mind to something, it was as good as done. So he claimed, at least. After going over a few potential themes in his head, one in particular had stood out through ideas such a western bar and the moon. Hawaii. Or to be less specific, a tropical paradise. Somewhere warm and sunny to combat this winter weather. It sounded perfect, and in no time at all Theo had come up with a way to execute his plans in a cheap yet efficient manner.
Running a hand through his ridiculously curly hair, Theo removed a set of tortoiseshell sunglasses from his pocket and slipped them on, obviously soaking in the island atmosphere, fake or not. Never one to half-ass stuff, he had gone full out on the decorations. The room was lined with inflatable palm trees, and he had a fan running in each corner to simulate a light breeze. There were green and blue streamers covering the gym walls, and the occasional fake seagull for anyone who liked looking upwards. Or planned on lying down at any point in the celebration. There was also a beach area with real sand, which was [for the janitor’s sake] contained inside of a kiddie pool. Lastly, he had ordered a human sized beach ball, which was currently in the gym’s center, just waiting to be body-slammed. He didn’t forget about food or refreshments, which were sitting off to the side, and had gone ahead with a barbeque-esque menu, figuring that no one would argue with his choice.
Theo himself was also a sight to behold, and had gotten some [not undeserved] strange looks on the way over here. What was the point of hosting a themed reunion if he didn’t dress the part? In order to keep his outfit authentic without revealing his scarred skin, the young adult was wearing a dark blue floral shirt with tacky-looking sleeves sewn onto it. Covering his bottom half was a classic combo- way too revealing khaki shorts and open-toed sandals. He figured that adding socks to the mixture would make him look like a dad mowing their lawn, rather than a tourist, so he held back where footwear was concerned.
Once he was satisfied with the gym atmosphere, Theo flopped into an open beach chair and kicked up his feet, setting down his walking cane [which was black and decorated with flames, for your information] before reaching for his drink. His eyes widened a fraction upon finding it, nearly forgetting that the plastic cups were shaped like coconuts, complete with three holes on the top to stick your straw through. Ah, there was nothing quite like fruit punch to kick off a good celebration. But before he could start chugging it down, there was something that just had to be done, pain or no pain. You see, the normally spry man suffered from chronic aches, and today they felt worse than usual, to the point where it hurt to move in general. No matter, though. He could deal with it, if only for this one joyous occasion. Lifting up his left arm, and proceeded to make a ‘pulling the train whistle’ motion, complete with the proper sound effects. “Woo woo! Time for the fun train to roll into the station!” He hollered, sounding oddly drunk for someone who had yet to touch a drip of alcohol. Unable to contain his excitement at the whole, Theo sat back up and walked towards the doorway. They would be arriving any minute, and while he still kept in contact with most of them, it would be nice to see everyone together again.