Week 1 - Thursday Night - Cabin 3 Slumber-Party?!

[finalguard]

[ We're all sick, we're all afraid. The last part is debatable. ]

((Cabinmate mingle for the pre-murder night. Since we're all in the same cabin, threadjacking and just general messy posting is encouraged unless a different pref is stated in a thread header.

I put two headers, one for pre-10pm sickness misery and one for 10pm when we all miracle heal, because I think it'd be difficult to decide 'now is the time' unanimously in ongoing threads between 8 people.))

Comments

[homeecspacecop]

[He has to worry about this today, right now, because he hasn't ever had to worry about it before, and there's suddenly the very real potential that if he dies here, there won't be anyone for Drew to go to.]

[Chuuta?]

I can't die here. I can't let that happen.

[linearcrash]

Don't talk like that, yo.

[ What could and might happen seem like something Nine has never worried about. Mother said that's wasn't something they would need to worry about...

but she wasn't here. And it's one of his cabin mates. It doesn't feel right. ]

Just stick with one of us.

[homeecspacecop]

We should all stick together. That's the safest thing to do.

[linearcrash]

Can't stick together all the time. [ you know that would get a little awkward especially with all the flirting that's going on ]

But I will be here every night shit is bad, yo.

[homeecspacecop]

... thanks.

[linearcrash]

Try to get some sleep, yo. Not going any where. I'll keep an out for you both.

[ Alien critter too ]

[homeecspacecop]

[Both. That's... a really nice thing to say, and Chuuta isn't sure if the warmth he's feeling is from him or Drew.]

Thanks. I'll... try and get some sleep.