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"Party in the stairwell," she said, her voice echoing off the concrete walls. It wasn’t a party—not really. Just four of us, standing alone together at the window. Like the world wasn’t ending on the other side. "Down to the hinges," someone said.
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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 19, 2025 at 4:40 AM
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The music outside my door yanked me from dreams of simpler times. I stormed outside and saw three college-aged kids smoking in the stairwell. Their demeanors were overly cool, possibly insecure.

A girl turned to me, offering me a joint. I sighed and took it. I might as well enjoy myself.
Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 4:14 PM
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They kissed and slowly, pressed against the stairs. Clothes still on, not catching charges, but this was college. I mean, you practically tripped over discarded protection on your way to morning classes.
The party in the stairwell was one for two. Uninvited, half-drunk peers looked away.
Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 10:39 PM
“Party in the stairwell.”
“Who is the focus tonight?”
“I am. Tell your friends, but get there soon. There’s gonna be a line.”

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#erotica
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January 19, 2025 at 3:40 AM
party on the stairwell
clearly I wasn't invited
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January 18, 2025 at 8:10 PM
The dice clattered and Joan groaned, pulling herself to her feet. "I told you trying to play D&D in the stairwell was a bad idea!"

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January 18, 2025 at 2:17 PM
W/couple of furends, I decided 2hang out in a stairway, as #cats like 2do. My ex bestie meowed “Y not make it a pawty~?” &came up w/this stinky idea that riding an empty box as a sled would b fun… It didn’t end well, &those 2 RATS bailed on me. Purrhaps I should b a lone wolf *licks injuries* #hbp83
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January 18, 2025 at 8:11 PM
Sitting in the dark stairwell with only the light from a lone birthday candle, she was about to get up when she heard a familiar voice she hadn't heard since that fateful day.
"May I join you?"
She looked up to see the man she loved on the bottom landing, who had died exactly a year ago.

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January 18, 2025 at 10:22 PM
"There's a light noise coming from somewhere in the building," I said calmly, despite the heavy bass music and endless muffled chatter.

"Oh, that's just the party in the stairwell."

"What?"

"We lease the area out for events."

"People actually rent it?"

"Vampire cosplayers love it"
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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 8:13 PM
NEW YEARS EVE
PARTY IN THE STAIRWELL
9P 30 FEB—2.5A 01 MAR
Gate opens at 8.75P

MUSIC! DANCING!
DRINKS/DRUGS!
BODYSWAPS!*
*consensual only

ADMIT:
1 cup bodyfluid OR
Guess the secret at the top of the tower to get in FREE*
*1 guess per soul.
Wrong guess penalty: 2 cups bodyfluid
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February 2, 2025 at 1:30 AM
We pay 2 b alone
2 live in a space
That’s uniquely confining
When there’s always
A party in the stairwell
Where we gather
In transit
Passing
Glancing
Interacting
The stairwell is
Ambulatory & softening
A verbal bazaar
In a world so isolating

Shit, now where did I put my keys?
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January 18, 2025 at 3:21 PM
On the second day back, our hall was hushed by some naive, new girl-not even studying.

There was only one resolution: turning up music & grabbing a bullhorn.

"Party in the stairwell!"

All four floors made a night of it. Newbies would embrace our back-to-school week traditions soon enough.

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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Keith banged the door of his locked apartment. Jen thought someone had knocked on hers.
"Oh, it's just Keith!" She called back into her apartment. "You locked out again?"
"Yes," He sighed. "I'm missing a party."
Jen beckoned Keith to the stairwell, dancing to music from her phone. "Join me?"
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January 19, 2025 at 5:30 AM
“Easy there, sailor!” Rob Roy spoke up. Bailey was in the middle of separating the party in the stairwell.
“And who are you?” Bailey turned to face him.
“Captain Reynolds, but call me Rob Roy.” He put his hand out. “So, you’re the strict Navy Officer that’s been on my men’s asses.” #hbp83
Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 19, 2025 at 6:45 AM
“Life’s a party in a stairwell” Jess muttered, leaning on the railing

Nathan glanced up “Meaning?”

“People rushing up, falling down pretending it’s a destination”

“And us?”

Her smile flickered “We’re the ones who stop to notice it’s just stairs and sometimes we find others who see it too”
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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 11:31 PM
women mimicking
teens & tv queens
fully unfulfilled
coveting tales to tell
perusing juicy vines
fomenting potluck whine

there, taking the stairs
the despicable one with the long hair
c'mon, let's have some fun
O, the witch hunt has begun!
such a spicy tale to tell
our party in the stairwell

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January 18, 2025 at 3:32 PM
A party in the stairwell.
They all braced on the rail as the building shuddered and groaned. Another floor collapsed.
"Ah well, there went the research level." Brad finally spoke, brushing the dust off.
"Always ran the budget into the ground," ventured Olivia.
Guffaws from the accountants.
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January 18, 2025 at 7:35 PM
Mika froze when he entered the stairwell and several pairs of eyes turned on him, icy stares daring him to move or say the wrong thing.

"I guess I missed the party." He chuckled nervously and tried to retreat, only for a strong hand to grip his shoulder.

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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 3:21 PM
We weren't allowed to have booze in our rooms, but there were no rules against it in the stairwells. My first stairwell party was almost a bust, but by the third one there was barely room to move.
"This was a great idea, Luke!" I could barely hear Joe over the music and chatter.
"Thanks!"
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Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 3:14 PM
"Shouldn't think so," I said. "Who wants their party interrupted by horror beyond imaging?"
Gia grinned at me. I could see the glint in her eye.
"Come on, we've got a party in a stairwell to ruin."
3/3
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January 19, 2025 at 10:52 AM
My gaze shift down, away from the dizzying array of lights to the equally dizzying spiral below.
"Dunno, lost count at 1000 & that was ages ago," I said.
"Haven't been able to see the ground in days," Gia sighed. "Reckon they'll be glad to see us?"
She jabbed her thumb towards the lights. 2/3 #hbp83
January 19, 2025 at 10:52 AM
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It had been a terrible start to the conference. Lifts to the fifth floor out of action, and the party herded up the stairwell instead, only to find the hall doors locked!
‘Won't take long,’ the leader shouted down.
‘No, it won't,’ a voice came back, and then the shooting started.
Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 3:34 PM
#hbp83 True story #vss365
Laughter and chatter floated to the top of the stairwell, whispers of wishes and desires from the teenagers far below. Drinks and music had been left behind for the quiet of the roof overlooking the city.
"The view here is beautiful," she said.
A sweet kiss, her answer.
Prose/dialogue: “Party in the stairwell.” #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 10:17 PM
I hid my pity party in the stairwell until I heard the E-suite door open above me. I held my breath to silence my sobs.
"Shame she isn't a man. We could have promoted her."

Was that the CEO? My boss answered, "Yeah, but now she'll continue to work for less."

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January 19, 2025 at 12:42 AM
The party in the stairwell was fine with me, if only it hadn't been a celebration of my demise. #writingcommunity #writingprompt #flashfiction #hbp83
January 18, 2025 at 4:08 PM