I tried to get through to you

[archboxer]

[You know what that was? A fiasco. That was an utter fiasco. Three more people gone on a chance that may not happen! This is horrible. Even if some people dislike her, Rhea... is up to the challenge once more. This time she does it nearly herself: writing out the invitations, ordering the food and telling everyone to meet at the bar. In Ema's honor, of course.

She hands out the invitations herself and if she can't find you, she'll slide yours under your door.]

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[bogwife]

[Zerinda gets the invitation under her door. She reads it but she has some things to handle before she can handle direct interaction with people again.

Her first stop is at Therion's room. She knocks on the door but doesn't wait for an answer, leaving behind a plastic bottle filled with amber liquid and a small paper card on a string that says Sorry for picking you up. - Z.

Her next stop is Shelley's room. She only stays a few minutes, long enough to read the note she left and feel a fresh wave of sorrow, before she moves on to Ema's room. She stays in here longer, quietly looking through Ema's things. She picks up the Girls' Night Sign then sets it down, runs her fingers over the Cocktail Codex, picks up the Blue Badger and hugs it to her chest- and then she sees the letter with her name on it.

She picks it up carefully, taking a seat on the edge of with the Blue Badger in her arms and begins to read. She can barely make it through the second paragraph before the tears begin dripping down her face and the words begin to blur. By the time she makes it to the end the sobs are coming loud and unfiltered and she shoves her face into top of the Blue Badger's head. She stays that way for several minutes, crying until her voice is hoarse and she can't catch her breath. Before she leaves she picks up the letters to the Wright Anything Agency and Lana, slipping them into her skirt pockets.

When she finally does make it to the bar she heads straight to get a drink. She sets the Blue Badger on the counter, steps behind it and picks up the nearest bottle of wine to take a long drink straight from the bottle. She's fine, this is fine. Everything is fine.]

[bolderfell]

[Aw, Zaza. At least the mead has Rhea's scroll to keep it company outside Therion's door.]

[bogwife]

[She is doing her best and maybe someday that delicious homemade mead and pretty scroll will go home to their rightful owner.]