Week Six

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?

On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!

Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))

Comments

[whatyouwant]

No problem. [It gives her something to focus on that isn't her own misery.

Bruiser stops licking, but does put his head on her lap, staring up at her plaintively.]

This is a stupid question, but how are you feeling?

[brokeforgood]

Like shit. [She fishes a piece of chicken out of the soup with her bare fingers, which is super gross, considering she was just letting the dog lick them, but is also like. Textbook Farrah.

Then she tries to sneak the chicken to Bruiser.]

Last time I hit my head, I didn’t also have a hangover. And whatever the fuck the Wizard has going on this week.

[whatyouwant]

The perfect storm of shit.

[Elle sees the sneaky treat, but doesn't say anything. Bruiser gives it a quick sniff before taking the treat and scarfing it down.]

I'm glad you're okay.