week zero killed our disco lights.

[toesies]

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[sistocracy]

I’m sure neither of us could have done it. The culprit surely would have been... well, wherever the lighting systems here are controlled. [a shrug.]

Most likely with bottled condiments in hand, if the previous days’ events are any indication.

[toesies]

[She snorts because, yeah. The condiment crimes...]

I know I haven't seen any breakers on this floor. And the buttons in the command bridge don't work, sooooo... Maybe something went wrong wherever the "avatars" hang out?

[sistocracy]

Oh, maybe!

Well, I’m sure it doesn’t matter too much. We still have the bar, and all.

[does anything else matter?? probably no]

[toesies]

Right. I'm sure someone will come looking for us! Sooner or later.

[sistocracy]

Does that make us damsels in distress? I do hope someone handsome comes along.

[toesies]

Oh? Do you have your eye on a special someone...?

[sistocracy]

Oh, I don't know about that... There are a few men I'd say are rather good-looking. Perhaps some of the women, too.

I'm quite fond of my roommate, though. Steven.