there's so much that we share

[amadeusrockette]

[If there's one thing Julia's good at, it's feeling guilty. Once they're let out of the awful stretching room, she sets up in the kitchen and makes another cake. It's the same sort of coffee cake she made for Lea's wake, but this time it's got apples over top. While it's going, Julia writes notes for everyone except Elsa.]

I made cake and coffee. It's in the lounge, if you'd like to come by and not be alone.

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[kindaruledatit]

[Well it's a good thing that you dropped by, because Wendy's just sat down with a bottle of something from the bar, and a good amount of glasses. She beckons Julia with one hand.]

Hey! You're looking kind of tired. Want a drink?

[amadeusrockette]

Isn't everyone? [Maybe if she deflects hard enough, nobody will notice.] But I'd love a drink. I think I'd love to figure out how drunk to be all the time so I don't remember any of this.

[She holds out the mug of coffee she's been drinking. Just pour it in there it's fine.]

[kindaruledatit]

Hey, if you figure that out, tell me sometime. I might need it. [She's definitely not a heavy drinker, but boy do these weeks dig into them.

She looks at Julia, then at her mug. A slight shrug and she's popped the top off the bottle and started pouring.]

Just say 'when'.

[amadeusrockette]

When. [Said when the mug's mostly full. The cup is now like two-thirds alcohol and one-third coffee.] Drinking to forget isn't really healthy, but at this point, it's all we have left. Well, drinking and each other.

[kindaruledatit]

[Whatever floats your boat, Julia. Wendy starts filling her own glass.]

Aww, that's actually kind of sweet. Y'know, given the situation and all.

[Almost half the people who came here are dead.]

[amadeusrockette]

It's true. [She takes a sip of her coffee-flavored alcohol.] I know it's probably silly to trust anyone here, given what's happened, but I can't help it. Everyone here . . . I've never had this many friends before.

[kindaruledatit]

Wait, seriously? [That gets her to sit up a little more, giving Julia an honest look-over.]

Dude, you're great though. I'm sure you could make a ton of friends.

[amadeusrockette]

I didn't really have time to make friends when I was younger. [She shrugs, like that's not a weird thing to say.] I had to practice for recitals a lot, so between piano and school, there wasn't much time for hanging out and going over to other people's houses.

[Which, in the end, probably explain why the second she was away from her father she went and made every single goddamn poor choice available to her.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy takes a big drink.... from the bottle. Her cup is full. Whoops.]

Alright. So... you like to work hard, nothing wrong with that. [Though her tone says otherwise.] ...But, you should totally think about taking breaks from it, you know? It's healthy. Getting out in the world, making a mess.

[She makes mistakes too. It's awesome.]