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week 2 - investigation
![]() ♫ friday On Friday morning, everyone will wake up with all of their crippling paranoia gone. Or, well, as much as they had before coming here (looking at you, Inaba). Anyone heading out into the lobby will notice that the mirror is gone. And that can only mean one thing. >Investigate? setting |
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Hey... morning.
[Surprisingly enough, he's not the victim!]
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Mornin', Hajime. Want some coffee?
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[A far cry from OH NO YOU'LL POISON MY FOOD that he's been thinking all week, he gives her a quick, tired smile.]
I'm glad to see you. ...Have you found anything?
[Even if it just means someone else is dead. Just let him shove some French toast into his mouth, because he can't investigate if he faints from hunger.]
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Taking a look? ]
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Uh, maybe... Did you already use all these?
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No... [sluuuuuurrrrrp] This is my first cup. Uh—
[She pauses, glances between the sink and the coffee maker, back to the mug and Hinata, and frowns.] ...No, we put everything away last night... [She slurps down more of her coffee, looking incredibly dubious—TURNS BACK TO SQUINT AT THE COFFEE MAKER AGAIN she's still waking up] ...Yeah, I could've sworn...
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[Hang on, let him swallow that bit of toast and take that second cup she'd made before she decides that he's not going to drink it after all, frowning as he adds his own (much smaller amount of) milk and sugar.]
I'm pretty sure everything ends up put away anyway... So someone came down in the middle of the night, made coffee, and...?
[Either went back to bed or committed murder, and considering he's not terrified of everything and everyone right now, he's willing to bet it's the latter.]
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Mmh... Or really early in the morning. After everything gets cleaned and replaced, anyway. [SLUUUUUURP she's getting more coffee brewing in the pot already] Not enough cream, and— [tilts her head back and just CHUGS THE REST OF THE CONTENTS OF HER COFFEE MUG] —mmf, the coffee maker should've been in the cabinet...
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[Just kind of watches her with her coffee, shaking his head in mild wonder. But no, this is serious. Maybe?]
Who stops and makes something to drink at night, especially in the face of everything... that's been going on here, these past few days especially?
[Going to look through the rest of the kitchen now that he has some coffee in hand, paying special attention to anything else that might be out of place or missing.]
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...I hope everyone's okay. [But the way she mutters it into her empty mug sounds defeated, like she knows it's stupid to even think.]
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Everything else is in order, however. ]
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Here Clover, want to sniff the spoon? He offers it to her as if this is completely normal.]
I guess, but don't you think this one smells kind of weird?
[Just... not answering whether or not everyone is okay. There's no way.]
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I guess? [SNIFF SNIFF] Yeah, actually. Like—I dunno. Definitely nothing I'd be drinking. Definitely not coffee.
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[Just in case, he shoves the mug into his jacket pocket. Look, he thought he might have to go outside, let him wear his coat first thing in the morning.
He does hesitate, though, lips twisting in an uncertain grimace.]
But... yeah. I hope everyone's okay, too. I really do.
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I'm glad you're all right, anyway. [SLUUUUURRRRP] Who else could I count on to shove weird-smelling used silverware in my face?
[clover no that was so close to being nice]