week two | mingle

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Welcome to week two, Teens Who Are Definitely Searching for Love!

Hopefully everyone got a lot of rest over the weekend, and are bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for the upcoming week, because there are a few things of interest this week.

But first, some changes of note in the house!

First: there is a giant rectangular box on the living room table, addressed to Lessing. It is a care package. The only thing in it is his sword.

There is some Bauernbrot bread on the counter. Ask Lessing about that too.

There is now a hot tub near the pool. It’s large enough to seat about six teens comfortably, but you can get more in there if you really try for some reason.

Okay I think that’s everything. Additionally, Tsukasa is here early this week! He’s looking pretty perky, seemingly recovered from the Match Ceremony, and he’s got some interesting info to share with everyone.

Embrace Space | Property Damage, etc | Dates | Mini-Event
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Submissions

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RIP in pieces...

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[ Mark sighs as he feels that hug, warm breath puffing out on Josuke's chest. He looks up when he hears him clear his throat, and—

Oh, they're both really fucked up by this, huh. It's awful; it's also better, in a sick way. To not be alone, even in the horrors, the worst that life can offer.

He brings an arm up to wrap around Josuke's neck, returning the hug as best he can despite not really wanting to move all that much. ]

How do you do that? How do you—

[ carry on the legacy of thousands of people, he was going to say, before catching himself. Because here, it isn't thousands. To Josuke, it's two people. Two people Mark failed to save; a horrific tragedy, but something he can still carry. Two lives on his conscience, two people he can carry with him.

Not thousands. Two. ]

— I mean, sometimes I feel like—

[ I'm not good enough, because how can I help other people when thousands died, and he catches himself again.

It was two people.

... He abandons the questions, settling for resting his head on Josuke's shoulder instead, looking up into his eyes. ]

— I hope you're right.

[ At least that sentiment is an honest one. ]