hey mom, dead mom, i need a little help here

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...All of that happened, huh. That's the sentiment each and every week, and it's no different this time. Except, this time they've lost more people than before. Five.

The gathering invitation is slipped under everyone's doors, but it specifies something a little different. ]



[ That's a good two hours or so of difference. Enough time to wander around, for sure.

But, in the garden, at the appointed time, there's a variable arrangement of fresh-cooked food. A good amount of beef stew, some Chinese hot pot, and...watermelon? Just, an absurd amount of watermelon, cut up and set on plates. All the food's set on tables that seem to have been moved from the library, and the ground is littered with blankets, for those who don't want to sit on the grass.

And yes, she did not lie. There is, indeed, a variable fuckton of alcohol. (And coffee, for our underaged.)

This has become routine. But, we're still here. We're still alive. ]

Comments

[philoxenia]

[ Aww. Mira holds out a bit of watermelon for her. ]

She must be a good trainer.

[ladygeryon]

[Rori has a bit of trouble eating it directly out of her hand, and eventually nudges it to the ground and munches on it from there.]

Ri-or.

[philoxenia]

[ Aw. She's alright with that. What a good friend. ]

I wonder why you came to me....

[ladygeryon]

[Mostly she noticed you were upset! After finishing the slice of watermelon she gives Mira another nuzzle, jaw open hopefully.]

[philoxenia]

[ Aw, she's sweet. She holds out another piece of watermelon for her. ]

I hope she won't mind that I'm spoiling you.

[ladygeryon]

[You say that like Nira doesn't spoil all her Pokemon herself. Rori nibbles at the second piece, leaning a bit more across Mira's lap to greet Daisy as well with a friendly snort.]