[CONTINUE] Week 1 || Act: mingle

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Monday comes onto the snowy town once more, though it still looks as if it's 'night' as ever.

Then again, you are underground. That's just to be expected, considering no natural light can get down here in the first place. The Monsters around you are just as friendly as ever, despite this being your second 'time' trying this monday.

...Though....are there a few less Monsters here than there were before? ...Nah. You must be imagining it.

You still have a mission - and after the events of the last trial, you want to do your best to stop whatever is causing this.

But, hey. You really do have nothing but time now to figure it out.

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[le_mat]

You... you should sit down. The 'special' was marijuana.

[accessorytomurder]

............................

[Oh.

She sits with a little plop next to him, stzaring at the plate.]

......i-it's okay. Osamu, u-um. He's let me drink whiskey out of an old candlestick holder before! H-He... can't get too mad.

[cw_suicide]

What can't I get too mad about?

[someone is already weed cookie'd]

[le_mat]

.... ah. I'm ready to die now.

[accessorytomurder]

Um, n... nothing!

[She says, wild-eyed with worry next to a plate of 'special' cookies.]

[cw_suicide]

[looks between them and then the cookie plate.]

... oh. Did Hitoka decide to partake?

[le_mat]

She ate it all in one bite. Like a snack eating snake.

[accessorytomurder]

[She presses her face into her hands.]

I-I didn't... realize...

[cw_suicide]

Oh.

[... snerk.

and time to slide in beside Hitoka, still snickering while he reaches up to pet her hair]

Ohhhh noooo~ It's definitely going to hit hard. Give it about half an hour or so.

[le_mat]

Ngggh I'm sorry Yachi-san!

[accessorytomurder]

I-It's... it's okay. Um, we got really drunk a couple times b-before. It, um. It won't be worse than that.

...........r-right...?

[cw_suicide]

It's a bit different.

But! You're in good company.

[REACHING OVER TO SMACK REN ON THE KNEE IN A FRIENDLY FASHION]

I'm gonna get some water for everyone who's gonna get dry mouth. Keep an eye on things~

[unsaid: if Hitoka cries in weed paranoia panic, you're a dead man]

[le_mat]

Yeah... he's right. It might feel a little weird but you won't get sick or anything. Just ride it out.

[accessorytomurder]

Um. Should... sh-should I... move?

[cw_suicide]

Nah, just stay put until it hits.

[rolling off the couch or whatever. you boyfriend is used to these antics, it's fine.

TIME TO FETCH SOME WATER. YOU BE GOOD, REN-KUN.]

[le_mat]

[He laughs awkwardly]

Guess I shoulda labeled it better. But... hey, we can use this time to hang out?

[accessorytomurder]

R...right.

[She grips her knees, trying not to look too unsettled.]

...did you... put this in your coffee, too?

[le_mat]

Wha? No, no! Just normal coffee. I'm not some kinda... coffee criminal!

[accessorytomurder]

...just a cookie criminal?

[le_mat]

Yes! Wait...

[accessorytomurder]

[She giggles a little, despite the nerves.]

Does the, um, the oil not mix well with the flavors?

[le_mat]

Oh, hm... it probably wouldn't no. It'd... it'd separate?

[He's trying to bean nerd but his head is a little fuzzy. It's kinda cute]

[accessorytomurder]

What, um, what if you made a... special biscotti, or something?

[le_mat]

Huh... it'd probably work. But weed doesn't taste great no matter what you do with it. That's why the cookies were so sweet, to cover it. And that was only a little bit! Plus coffee is a... hm, stimulant? I dunno, that might not work well. Might make ya sick.

[His words are a little thicker... almost twangier?]

[accessorytomurder]

Aren't some of them coated in chocolate?

[Her mom was an Independent Businesswoman so she's gone to fancy cafes before.]

......would, um. Would I get sick... if I had tea b-before this?!