[ when hunter comes around to his assigned room, he'll find that his roommate has beat him to the punch. her long hair is gone, shortened to a neat pixie cut... that might be a little charred at the ends. don't worry about it.
she's currently knelt on the floor, a phone slightly different from the one they've all been given next to her. with her brow furrowed, she doesn't seem to notice hunter's entrance. she's too concentrated on the floor as she slaps her palms down once, twice—
[He has absolutely no room to judge her slightly crispy hair. Sometimes you just gotta give yourself an impromptu haircut? It's fine. He's more worried about other things right now.
He clears his throat, closing the door behind him.]
[ persephone jolts a little when she hears the voice, falling onto her butt and scrambling back a little before she steadies herself again. ]
Y-yeah, I'm good! Um—are you Hunter? [ a beat, before she laughs sheepishly ] That's a silly question, why else would you come to this room if you weren't? I'm, um, Persephone. [ another pause ] Hi?
[Sometimes... you are minding your own business when you get vored by the memory hole. Hunter sits up after landing right on his face, glaring at the screen because it's now his enemy.]
[ a. persephone also does not seem to be all too surprised to end up in the hole again. it's almost like this will keep happening for the rest of the week. hmmmm. ]
Tell me about it. Who did you get holed with the first time?
[ mallow just meows again before suddenly scurrying up his leg and onto his shoulder! sure, she's bigger than she was when they first got her, but she's still just a little scamp. while she's scaling mount hunter, though, there's a sort of blubbering noise coming down the hallway...
[ i had something planned here last night but now it's like 30 min to trial and i just woke up so farewell shitpost :pensive:
to no one's surprise, that baleful sound from further down the hallway is a tearful persephone. she looks a little like a hot mess, to be frank... her hair is frazzled and she looks like she's on the verge of a nervous breakdown. oof. in one hand, she's holding some kind of drink... but it's probably not the only one she's had tonight, because the aroma of liquor that surrounds her is almost strong enough to mask the ever-present floral scent she naturally and usually exudes.
mallow meows again and bonks her head against hunter's face, alerting persephone to her roomie's presence. ]
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WEEKEND 0: sunday
she's currently knelt on the floor, a phone slightly different from the one they've all been given next to her. with her brow furrowed, she doesn't seem to notice hunter's entrance. she's too concentrated on the floor as she slaps her palms down once, twice—
and then slumps down further. ]
...of course that wouldn't work.
[ hm? ]
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He clears his throat, closing the door behind him.]
... Are you okay?
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Y-yeah, I'm good! Um—are you Hunter? [ a beat, before she laughs sheepishly ] That's a silly question, why else would you come to this room if you weren't? I'm, um, Persephone. [ another pause ] Hi?
[ doin great ]
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Yeah. That's that's me. Hunter. [A beat.] One of them, anyway. The other one, uh, has red hair. It's... nice to meet you?
[she's awkward and now he's awkward and now this might just be an awkward ouroboros help]
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Oh, yeah, I noticed that. What are the odds that two people with the same name would both end up in Hell at the same time, huh?
[ god help them ]
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WEEK 0: friday
Hunter?
Where are you?
Are you okay?
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SOrr,y locked in the bAr.last night.
I"m OK.
aRE YOU ok?
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[ beat ]
What were you doing in the bar that late?
Are you actually taking that house party thing seriously?
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Wasn't going to drink I wAS Taking a walk
But you're,not? Taking it seriously.
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What do you mean, the doors locked?
Like... by themselves?
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week one, wednesday.
PErsephone, could you do me A.favor?
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What's up?
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Don't want.to get the room dirty.
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What did you do
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[... also, the text bubble is probably popping up until she gets this:]
do You like cats?
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1/2
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week three, tuesday.
Titan, not this again.
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Tell me about it. Who did you get holed with the first time?
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Hunter sighs.]
Date. You?
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Gideon, so it really could've been worse. [ . . . ] Okay, it's kind of ominous how nothing has started yet.
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That's weird. What is it waiting for?
[It was waiting for senpais to acknowledge it, apparently. The screen flickers to life shortly after.]
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week 6, friday
. . .
it's mallow, mewling at him as she nuzzles up to his leg. ]
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[Oh, no. Why is the baby all by her lonesome? He pauses, watching her nuzzle up to his leg before he bends down to pet her...
And then he glances around. Hello? Persephone??]
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investigate? ]
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to no one's surprise, that baleful sound from further down the hallway is a tearful persephone. she looks a little like a hot mess, to be frank... her hair is frazzled and she looks like she's on the verge of a nervous breakdown. oof. in one hand, she's holding some kind of drink... but it's probably not the only one she's had tonight, because the aroma of liquor that surrounds her is almost strong enough to mask the ever-present floral scent she naturally and usually exudes.
mallow meows again and bonks her head against hunter's face, alerting persephone to her roomie's presence. ]
Hunterrrrrrr.
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