How could this happen? (afterparty)

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander has reeled back from this execution faster than Mulan's. This murder wasn't an accident, but it was still terrible all around, and it wouldn't have happened under normal circumstances. Knowing that Tadashi planned this out made it...a bit better, but it still made something awful eat at his stomach.

Speaking of which, everyone needed to eat something light today. Right after the trial, he heads to the kitchen and prepares twenty bowls of fruit salad and mixes together ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. While they're cooling off, he slides a note under everyone's rooms.]



There's fruit in the lounge, cookies coming soon. We should stick together, especially after this.

♥ Wander

Comments

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy's the kind of person that usually strives in parties, but even she needs some air every now and then, which is how she finds Julia as she's throwing balls of paper up against the wall.

She doesn't know what the matter is yet, she doesn't know Julia all that well aside from some of their run-ins with one another, but that doesn't change the fact that she's clearly in a rut from the looks of it.

Coming over slowly, Wendy crouched down beside Julia, knees to her chest, her tone quiet.]

Hey.

[amadeusrockette]

. . . Hello. [She doesn't turn to look at Wendy, eyes fixed on the memorial. Her voice wavers, though, especially as she continues to talk.] I never opened my envelope and now I can't.

[kindaruledatit]

Yeah? I don't blame you. Whatever's in it would probably suck. [Judging from her tone, she's speaking from experience, even if Julia hadn't noticed Wendy's little outburst at the motive that week.]

...For what it's worth, I want to believe everyone's fine. They have to be.

[amadeusrockette]

. . . I hope so. [She doesn't sound entirely sure, but she sounds more hopeful than before.] I don't want to think about the alternative.

[kindaruledatit]

Neither do I. I already went through enough while having to worry about my friends. [Which she did. A lot. The apocalypse tends to make you think about your friends.]

So, c'mon, try to chin up, alright? [She's one to talk. But she does try to listen to her own advice.] We, like, have to get out of here. And then you'll get your chance to be able to check up on everyone.

[amadeusrockette]

Yeah, totally. 100%.

[The words sound a little bit like something Julia memorized rather than a real response. Then she lies back on the floor and stares up at the ceiling.]

We just have to . . . find a way out first.

[kindaruledatit]

We will. S'not like we can literally stay here forever. [Unless the ghosts decided to be... extra mean.

She looks down at Julia, noting her expression.]

Hey, you've got like, that battle of the bands you were going to, right?

[amadeusrockette]

Yeah. [Whoops. That small lie might come back to bite her eventually, but it hadn't seemed like a big deal at the time.] I don't know if it'll go so well even if I manage to get home on time. I did . . . I did something stupid.