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. ]

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[philoxenia]

[ Oh, hey, Angel. Don't mind Daisy coming over and flopping right next to you. Mira herself, when she notices, comes right on over. ]

Hi. Is this seat taken?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ holy SHIT it's a dog time to pet the dog ]

Better hurry and take it, looks like this space is filling up fast.

[philoxenia]

She tends to do that. At least she's cute.

[ It's a dog!!! Daisy rolls over to show her belly. Angel's name has never been more accurate, because she truly is #blessed. Mira sits down, cross-legged across from Angel. ]

I didn't expect to see you here, but... it's good to see you, all the same.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Pets! That! Dog! God how long has it been since she's seen a dog let's not think about that- ]

I didn't expect to be here, but... a couple people asked, and I'm here for requests, after all.

[philoxenia]

[ Daisy loves her immediately.

She nods, though, and gives a little smile. ]

Well... I'm sure it was partly for you, too. [ ... ] It's hard, being so isolated all the time. [ ..... anyway!!!! ] Besides, you get to spend some time being around a good dog.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yeah, it's... not ideal.

[ She nods, then looks over at Daisy. ]

That's very true. And good people, too.

[philoxenia]

Mm. We have a lot of those.

[ She's lucky to know them. ]

So... How are you doing?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel nods. ]

I'm... alright. Stressed, but I mean... who isn't?

[philoxenia]

At this point, I'd be more surprised if someone wasn't, but...

[ Hmmm. ]

There are ways to help that, at least. [ ... the quality might be questionable but it's fine. ] And you know... I think I owe you some freshly-baked gingerbread.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She nods. ]

This whole place is sort of wired to stress people out. Even... those of us who work here.

[ Her mind drifts for a moment to the Failsafe, stuck underground and alone. Hm! Sucks! ]

I'll never say no to anything freshly baked.