[Considering someone just died, Sheila will be poking into rooms while drinking a smoothie, on the look out for any corpses. Like, hewwo? Tamaki? You dead in here?
But she pauses once she runs into Harrow, grimacing a little as she gives her a look over.]
[Haha. She's freaking out a little, but it's hard to tell; she's just slouchy and looks grumpy, and a little disheveled, like she passed out someplace weird and hasn't had time to touch up her goth look yet.
I wish it was to be so. I think we must try to find the person responsible, and bring then swiftly to justice. Otherwise, others may feel emboldened to try the same.
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friday, week zero.
But she pauses once she runs into Harrow, grimacing a little as she gives her a look over.]
What a morning, huh?
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She sort of stares at Sheila when she says that.]
. . . Yes. At least it's a Friday?
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[Understatement...]
Are you okay?
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I didn't want this to be a working vacation... [Sheila.] But I guess they did write something about bringing the killer to justice.
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