Just ... [He rubs at his neck, across the back of it.] Felt like shit to see Caleb like that and then have to leave him. Know you lot would take care of him and everything. But still.
[Feels bad man.]
Oh, right-- Yeah. The fucking auction. Not even sure where to begin with that one.
All three of you are in separate dorms, right? Have you talked to Caleb about transferring to your dorm or Beauregard's?
[it's a mostly curious question, she won't claim to understand Caleb's feelings on the matter -- but after Thursday... well, Molly has a real, definite point.]
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No, you're right. It really isn't any better than last week.
[just popping this bottle open and pouring him a generous amount, then holding her cup up]
Aside from what we're drinking of course. Cheers.
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To a shitty week. Prost!
[Then he downs it.]
... How's Fall Dorm.
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[he was not but manwol thinks molly would appreciate this fine factoid]
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What is with everyone and the eating things lately? Swords. Rocks. What the fuck is next?
[What does. Any of that mean. Anyway.]
I fucking hate this thing where we're locked in separate buildings on nights when people just apparently randomly die.
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It certainly shows a lack of imagination. It's already been three weeks -- they could stand to change it up by now.
[the rinse and repeat of sleeping and then having to hunt for a body the morning after, is that really even entertaining now]
Maybe that's where the auction comes in.
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[Feels bad man.]
Oh, right-- Yeah. The fucking auction. Not even sure where to begin with that one.
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All three of you are in separate dorms, right? Have you talked to Caleb about transferring to your dorm or Beauregard's?
[it's a mostly curious question, she won't claim to understand Caleb's feelings on the matter -- but after Thursday... well, Molly has a real, definite point.]