Across the long dining table and the kitchen counters, were plates and packages of food, from across the globe, stacked on top of each other to the point that it touched the ceiling. There were a few balloons here and there as well, and you noticed flags from around the world on the walls.
     "You think this is impressive?" Matthew asked you, in which you nodded, unable to speak. How did all of this food get here in such a short amount of time? "There's more in the living room as well..."
     "Seriously?! When did all of this get here?!" You asked, walking into the living room to see even more food.
     "The American wanker has even more probably, and the next time we go outside there'll be more," Arthur stated, almost with a hint of disappointment in his tone. The doorbell rang, and Alfred rushed to get it. Walking to the main hall curiously, you saw workers bringing in boxes and boxes of pizza.
     "Hey bro! You like what you see?" Alfred asked, gesturing to all of the food smiling happily.
     "Sure!" You replied. "When do we dig in?"
     "Whenever you want! Go ahead."
     Walking back to the kitchen you decided to look in the fridge. It was packed with different beverages. Lemonade, fruit punch, beer, wine, vodka, milk, water, different kinds of juices, and so much more! You poured yourself a glass of (type of drink) and then walked around, grabbing a slice of (type of pizza) pizza.
     You walked back outside to see food and beverages were placed outside, and you went back to sitting by the pool's edge. Chatter filled the air, some angry, some cheerful, and some a bit too quiet to be heard.
     Finishing your drink and slice of pizza, you got up to get more, and aquainted yourself with more people from around the world, and got yourself a bit tipsy in the process.
     You were laughing and chatting with everyone, it was a great time! Music was playing as well, and you decided to dance.

     A few hours into the party, you were playing in the pool with some of your friends, and you didn't notice Arthur was by himself until a few minutes later. You took a few slices of pizza, and walked over to him, and he looked up at you.
     "Hey Artie," You greeted and sat down, giving him the other slice of pizza you brought and ate into your own.
     "Hello, love," Arthur greeted back, taking the slice you offered. "Thanks for thinking of me."
     "Why wouldn't I?" You asked, still under the influence, and slurring your words a bit.
     "Here, have a bottle of water," He suggested, pulling out an unopened bottle. Taking a sip from it, you felt yourself slowly becoming sober, and you chugged the rest of it down.
     "Thanks," You sighed, feeling the complete feeling of soberness take over. "So, why are you over here alone, and not partying?"
     "I don't really feel like it," He replied, looking out to the excitement.  Chatter still was present, and even happy cheers. You and Arthur continued to look out into the crowd of people, and you got up and dragged him into the party.
     "Sure you do, come on!" You exclaimed happily, and soon you were both in the field of excitement. You decided to take a box of the pizza and put it by the pool's edge, of course by the shallow end, before sliding in. Arthur followed after, and soon a few people, you, and Arthur were happily chatting together, talking about yourselves and getting to know each other better. The party, in your opinion, was really fun. Everyone was so nice and happy to talk, and the conversations flowed like a stream, comfortable and smoothly.