well this is a depressing excuse for a party

[onthebusagain]

[Mid-day on Sunday, Heather goes around and slips notes under dressing room doors.

If you don't want to be alone today, there will be snacks and people in the Ballroom today

--Heather

She's even dotted every i with a little heart! How cute.

The dining hall is a way better location for a party (or whatever this is) with its close proximity to the kitchen, and more intimate space- but Heather doesn't want to be anywhere near that place. Not for a while, at least. True to her word, Heather's brought snacks- finger sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and a big pitcher of lemonade. There isn't much else set up, but the piano is still there, should anyone want to play.]

Comments

[catliketread]

[And that's exactly what he's going for!]

Everything, anything! Have you made your room look like your own yet, Seymour? If not then you should start there! Make your room a place you will enjoy returning to, then move on to the hallway!

[dontfeedplants]

Well, I guess I have some avocados pits in my room, but it could look more nice...

[Well hey, while he's here, he might as well do this.]

So what exactly should I make with this?

[He's not good at this, sorry.]

[catliketread]

Whatever you wish to make! Do you have a favorite color or design? You could look through the clothes here and see if anything strikes your fancy! Perhaps you could create a canopy over your bed!

[dontfeedplants]

I guess a canopy would be nice...

[He idly looks through the clothing.]

This... this is really nice of you to do, by the way...