but even if the stars and moon collide [afterparty]

[allatonce]

[Well, that sucked!

After about an hour, invitations written in colorful ink appear under everyone's doors.]

Understandable if you're not up to it, but we're having a memorial and "don't wanna be alone" hang-out in the restaurant again.

[The restaurant has very much been decorated with the most rainbow fabric she could find in the department store. Jonathan got roped in, mainly so she could make sure he was doing okay, but also because she assumed that he knew how to put a tablecloth on a table. He seemed like the type, anyway.

After consulting with Undertaker, most of the food that's been set out is more traditional Chinese funeral food than Victorian—you can get a whole roast duck in the restaurant—but she tried for a mix of things. There is fruit, the aforementioned roast duck, and several vegetarian dishes along with potatoes for some reason and... cookies? Okay then.

Joy's trying, because that was way less terrible for her than it was for basically anyone else.

Happy Pride Wrath, New Rapture!]

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[bootyhunter]

[At that, he sounds more audibly distressed.]

Long story.

[allatonce]

....... Go change, please. If you die of some stupid shit like pneumonia—!

[That's a threat! :) She will come kick down the door to deadland and drag him back if he dies from some stupid shit.]

[bootyhunter]

Fine! I'll go do that.

[Since he is already in dry clothes, he's just gonna idly kick the wall a few times. This is primarily a desperate attempt to make it sound like he is changing!]

There! I'm ready.

[He's so going to regret this.]

You can come in now.

[allatonce]

[Somewhere in the multiverse, Marius Pontmercy is here because I keep accidentally signing into his dingdang account instead of Joy's.

Anyway Joy comes in, balancing the plate on one hand like she's waitress. Or a bartender.]

Brought some snacks so we can have a shitty conversation but with cookies instead of just regrets.

[bootyhunter]

[Joy, unknowingly perhaps, has done something that manages to cheer Dandy up right away. His wounded expression brightens immediately when he sees he way she's holding that plate. It's a far cry from BooBies, but other than the rare moments when Dandy has successfully managed to keep others safe, this is the happiest he's looked since he's got here.]

...Sounds like a plan!

I haven't got much of an appetite tonight, but I'll do my best to clean up good.

[allatonce]

[She doesn't know what made him brighten up, but well. It's an improvement so she'll take it. This is her suite of weird men and she's gonna make sure she doesn't give them enough space to do something dumb. 'cause that was clearly where she went wrong with Hodaka.]

It's pretty much just the leftover fruit and cookies from the hang-out, but there's some duck if you want it.