[ week two: mingle ]

[murderhost]

MINGLE LOG

We're back, everybody! Fresh week, fresh house, fresh murder. It is indeed a fresh house as when people wake on Monday morning they'll see that — everything is fixed! The windows, the table, whatever property damage that was inflicted last week is all cleaned up and reset. There is no SOS on the roof anymore. None of that. Anyone who stayed up all night on Sunday will have seen the mannequins diligently cleaning and repairing the house during the course of the night, finished by dawn. Yay!

They've also opened a new room in the house. A cleaning room — there is a washing machine, dryer, and various cleaning supplies in the room. Mops and brooms and dustpans and swiffers and all sorts of things! There's even a basket for collecting dirty laundry too.

And then in the morning, they bring in a few things to note, dumping it all in the living room.

• A assortment of feminine clothing — dresses, skirts, blouses, etc
• Included in that pile of clothing are twenty-five sailor uniforms of various sizes
• Make up! Quite a bit — enough to last the rest of the time
• So many packs of underwear. You had underwear last week but like, this is better
• A tablet with Candy Crush and Infinity Nikki on it. There is nothing else accessible on it. There's a sticky note on the cover that says FOR ECHINACEA
• A gun with one bullet is on the coffee table
• A spear is laid across the coffee table as well

That said, it doesn't seem like the food restocked. Huh...

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PROPERTY DAMAGE | PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS

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Comments

[changel]

[GOOD NEWS, FOLKS: SHE'S IMMUNE BECAUSE SHE'S GAY]

[her brows slant in concern when she catches sight of that bruise, and she reaches out to pat his head]

Mister Tamon. . . did someone hurt you?

[costars]

Hurt me...?

[ he's baffled enough by this that his hands pull away briefly. now she can also see that there are massive eyebags under his eyes. so overall: he is absolutely a mess. ]

Oh, my eye. That wasn't on purpose. I accidentally scared Kalim while I was wearing my bag.

[ and yet he is still....wearing it.... ]

[changel]

[NOOOOOO TAMONNNNNN. . .]

Please forgive my rudeness, but. . . you look positively dreadful.

[head patting will continue until morale improves!!]

Have you slept in a bed at all since arriving?

[costars]

[ yes......that's why he's wearing the bag............................ ]

I tried to....but every time I close my eyes I just think about what happened to Tsukasa and Mister Yves and then I get too scared to sleep.

[changel]

[uuugh her hearttttt]

. . . perhaps it would be easier if someone were to sleep with you?

[naturally she means that in the most innocent way possible]

I find that I am much braver when I have someone else at my side.

1/?

[costars]

[ unfortunately he is not taking that innocently ]

S.....Sl—

[costars]

Sleep with me?

[costars]

[ immediately covers his face with his hands again. why did she have to deprive him of his paper bag. ]

There's no way! Absolutely not! I could never make someone do that!!

4/4

[costars]

Besides, I...I already....

[ never mind, he can't finish that sentence. ]

[changel]

[H. HELLO? WHY IS HE REACTING SO BADLY? Princess merely jerks back in surprise]

O-- oh? Are you worried about inconveniencing someone? And it's true that our beds are quite small.

[but. beyond that. she tilts her head and gives Tamon a ?! look]

. . . you have already--?

[costars]

[ haha just kidding ]

There's already someone I like....

[changel]

[leaning in a little so she can hear him a bit better, her expression still bemused]

. . . oh! That's wonderful, Mister Tamon! But. . .

I fail to see how these two things are related?

[BRO SHE JUST WANTS YOU TO HAVE A CUTE SLEEPOVER. . .]

[costars]

[ sorry someone like him isn't allowed to have cute sleepovers ]

I can't sleep with someone else! Isn't that like cheating??

[changel]

[. . . . .]

Mister Tamon, what kind of sleeping did you think I meant?

[costars]

Sleeping in the same bed.....?

[ that's still scandalous tho ]