AFTERPARTY III: Never Have I Ever Been Quite This Drunk

[mirrite]

[There's absolutely nothing celebratory about this drinking party. "Party" isn't even the right word, not really-- it's more like a "drink until you forget and/or black out" session for anyone who wants to participate, and even the bartender isn't immune from that much. Please forgive him if your drink isn't mixed quite right; he's trying his best under the circumstances.

There's food, too, if anyone wants to attempt to stave off a hangover tomorrow, or just get something in their stomach after the events of the day: stirfry from Makoto, vegetable soup from Nageki (mediocre, but hey, a genuine effort was made and that's what counts), and some tea for those who would rather abstain from the harder stuff. (Is that even many people tonight? Probably not.)

Come on by the bar if you're hungry or want a drink, or even if you just don't want to be alone right now. That much, at least, is something that can be guaranteed tonight.]

Comments

[adorabilities]

[ she's so... frustrated, and it shows. at his ease, she relaxes at least a little bit. ]

I'm... not good at things like this. Murder mysteries. But I shouldn't have just suspected you because I hit a dead end.

... Especially when the killer clearly relied on that.

[scythegun]

It's understandable to grasp at straws when there's nothing left to focus on. But we did end up choosing wrong. I think, from now on, it would be best not to jump to conclusions so quickly. Even when we're running low on time, we can still get things done - Pericles proved that with Lucifer, ja?

[Admittedly that was way too close for comfort, but in the end they managed to avoid voting for William, so at least there's that.]