catch-all: mollymauk.

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saturday, week zero.

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[Walking into the kitchen some time after he's already there. Hello? Hello.]

Oh! Molly! [... Where did the other half of his name go? Mystery.] Whatcha up to?

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[He doesn't even notice that she shortened it - he's used to it. In fact - it means they're becoming fast friends, obviously.]

Ah, just--

[He kicks at the foot of one of the stupid food stands.]

Trying to soak something out here, and as usual in this place, I'm completely baffled. It isn't my favorite feeling, you understand.

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[They are truly on the path to becoming besties... Maybe. She looks at the stand he just kicked, then back at him, and then at the sink.]

Oh, yeah. I totally get that. This place sucks. But what are you trying to soak? [Buddy, are you actually cooking and cleaning?] I thought the vending machine would just shit out whatever food you wanted.

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A tall person got me a bottle of something dark green, and so I thought, bread! Bread will help. But now I can't find it. So there is that.

[Soaking up alcohol. Apparently.]

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You can't find the— bread? In a kitchen like this?

[Is... Is he drunk on slime? Is she following? Bruh.]

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[Opening the fridge? Closing the fridge. Opening the fridge.]

This thing is odd.

[Help.]

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[Well.]

... Okay, just double-checking. Does the word "fridge" sound familiar to you?

W0 - THURSDAY

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[Setting this Thursday because I sacked out and listen, we have time,]

[Molly is just hanging out by the simulation room, outside the door and leaning against it, waiting for people to come by. When Shelia wanders his direction he waves, excitedly!]

Oh! Married! Why don't you come show me something?

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[it's fine time is fake]

Still Sheila. [She doesn't sound super bothered by it, though.] And, sure. But what are you hoping to see, exactly?

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[Sorry Married is still funnier and this will never be let go.]

Well. Anything, really? What's something exciting you've lived?

W0 - FRIDAY

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[UGH well

Molly is just at the bar by now, rubbing his temples for a second before he sees Sheila. Raising a glass?]

So, did you expect that to start happening, or no? Odds?

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[She starts squinting the further she walks into the common room. That's probably fine.]

Well... I was hoping the paragraphs dedicated to death were just healthy paranoia. [Tamaki wasn't even a bad person? So rude.] ... Why are you here? I can barely see anything.

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[ That's. That's probably fine? ]

Afraid not. Blood on the walls and someone mysteriously missing. [He isn't drinking anything yet, turning to look at her with a bit of a confused look. ] See anything . . . ? Seems perfectly bright to me.

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[she

points at the neon lights, which will seem perfectly fine to molly.]

No? The lights are completely fucked.

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[ . . . Waving a hand in front of her face.]

So, you're seeing things too. Wonderful. Did you spend the night in here?

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[She leans back a little, but continues to squint.]

Yeah. What do you mean, seeing things?

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The stars all fallen and red, the blood on the elevator - some people are seeing flower petals drift through the air. That sort of thing. We're all going a little mad.

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... Oh. That's not great. [SPOOKY.] Are you seeing anything like that right now?

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No, but I'm truly trying my damndest not to at the moment. Bit disorienting to keep seeing things that no one else does.

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So... You were when you woke up?

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[Just nodding.]

Stars in the planetarium. All, hm. Fell down? And the sky is blood-red now. So there's that. Seems that other people can't see it.

saturday, week zero.

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[running into him near the simulation room! and, yeah. this isn't great. she stops, stares at him, lets out a long exhale.]

Oh, Molly...

[she sounds so sorry.]

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[He's just sitting outside of the room, cross-legged on the floor. His big coat is off, so it's just the loose shirt underneath - blood still on his face from the Punch Off.]

Oh. Don't sound quite so sad, you'll make me very sad, darling.

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[She plops down on the floor beside him, frowning.]

You've earned yourself at least a couple week's worth of sadness. Why not use them?

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[There's - Well. There's a quick, sharp bark of laughter.]

Because I'm Pride aligned, mostly.