[Camille can be found in the refectory now. She has a plate and a glass of water in front of her, both untouched. She still smells of smoke in spite of her efforts.
hawke still probably smells a bit like gas station fire but she does plop down across from her clutching onto the worst swill piss the place had left to offer ]
[Her eyes do flick to the swill. The sour scent of it turns sweet in her nose. Forbidden.
She holds fast. Why not make it a dare? What else have you got, you dumb cult fucks? What's going to be the last straw that drops her back on the highway to hell?]
I was with Totty and Asa at the new mansion. We found Cloud's body. Impaled.
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WEEK 2: Friday
Oh yeah her head is fully on the table.]
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hawke still probably smells a bit like gas station fire but she does plop down across from her clutching onto the worst swill piss the place had left to offer ]
What a way to end this miserable week, huh?
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[Camille looks up, more weary than begrudging. She takes a sip of her water at last, coughing hard the second she swallows.]
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[ she'd pass over her disgoosting beer but unfortunately, she's enjoying the burning acid flavor. tastes better than petrol! ]
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[Her eyes do flick to the swill. The sour scent of it turns sweet in her nose. Forbidden.
She holds fast. Why not make it a dare? What else have you got, you dumb cult fucks? What's going to be the last straw that drops her back on the highway to hell?]
I was with Totty and Asa at the new mansion. We found Cloud's body. Impaled.