WEEK 1 - MINGLE

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WEEK 1

You've found a safe haven from the wind and the snow - yet, perhaps you're not quite out of danger yet. The Resort Staff are odd, but seem harmless - jumping to any whim you might have, if it doesn't make them oddly lock up.

The weather all week is perfect - the perfect temp and snow for plenty of skiing. The firepit in the courtyard is always lit too, with ingredients for smores and hot chocolate always available in the lobby. Though...in the halls, a strange bunch of songs keep playing from the hotel's sound system. Is whoever runs this place a weird cover song enthusiast?

So far, everything seems fine....but there's a weird sense of unease lingering over the Resort as everyone wakes up Monday Morning. Maybe that has something to do with that strange memory that popped in your head when you woke up? Or maybe it's that all of you woke up in the middle of a snowstorm, with no memory of how you got there?

In the end...even though everything should be fine, why does it feel like this is only the prelude to a nightmare...?

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[13thpromise]

[ But sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.

Roxas was about to kick the couch again, but he stopped half way when he saw Gerome in the couch's spot. ]

...Were you trying to leave the resort?

[ Because he sure didn't know the guy followed him. ]

[maskarang]

Er. No.

[ Thanks for not kicking him, which he only barely kind of knows based on Roxas' pose. Awkwardly, he gets to his feet and steps away from the couch. ] ... I was following someone.

[13thpromise]

You were? Were you following me?

[ He smiles a little as he finds the idea a bit funny, and he doesn't look all that offended at all. ]

[maskarang]

... I may have been.

[ The smile only serves to embarrass him, tbh. ]

[13thpromise]

[ Poor Gerome. ]

It's okay, you were just curious and wanted to see if it went anywhere too, right?

[maskarang]

... I did. [ More pauses. He's full of 'em. ] You are unusually accepting of a strange man following you in secret.

[13thpromise]

[ At that he'll just...shrug. ]

You weren't really following me for that long, so I guess I'm not too weirded out about it.

[maskarang]

[ How is he the one that's weirded out right now? ]

It's true I wasn't, but you should try to be more cautious. And... less forgiving.

[13thpromise]

[ He really doesn't see what the big deal is...it's in the middle of the day, so...he just sort of looks at him a little.

He just looks pouty for a moment though. What're you, his mom?

But, alright he's right, he'll acknowledge it. ]

Yeah, okay, I get it.

[ ... ]

But, if you ever want to look around with me to find stuff in the future, you can just ask instead of saying nothing.

[maskarang]

Perhaps I will. In the future. [ Probably won't, in all honesty. Gotta live that lurker life. ]

[13thpromise]

[ Gerome...he'll take pause to look at him carefully, but then hey, it sounds like a maybe to him so that's good enough. ]

Alright, cool. [ ... ] If you want to come along, I'm about to head down to grab a bite to eat.

[ If only because he has to. ]

[maskarang]

A gracious offer but I have to decline. I eat alone.

[ You tried, Roxas. ]

[13thpromise]

That's fine. See you around then, okay?

[ He'll give him a small smile before he does head off. ]

[maskarang]

[ They don't have any choice but to see each other again. They're stuck here, man. ]

... Good-bye. [ Wandering off in the opposite direction of the restaurant. ]