WEEK 3

[lockdownmods]

 [ Week 3 rolls around the corner-- with all the loss of joy after the trial. Can you keep up hope after everything that's happened? On top of that... it would seem that that whatever has effected your memories here-- it's beginning to wear away.

You're not stuck in the same place forever. Ssssort of, anyway. The stairs in the main building appear to have been uplocked and now... now you have access to a whole new floor of rooms. At least that's something!

Welcome to week three of the semester.]

LOCATIONS | PROFILES | HAN OFFICE HOURS | MEGUMI OFFICE HOURS

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

[donotlick]

[ haha hey guess what FUCK THIS ]

Y-yeah.

[ Hank takes a deep breath. He looks like he's been punched in the gut the moment Maya says the word crash. Like the words are almost physically wounding him. Maybe he should leave? He's. He's very close to crying by he's trying so hard. ]

It's a long... long fucking story.

[ He should go. He's prolly gonna start hyperventilating. ]

[itwasfeyt]

[This is not how she expected this day to go, but she also isn't about to abandon this poor guy to whatever he's going to be doing alone.

He looks like he's going to cry, and that's when Maya knows she needs to jump in.]

Yeah, um....

[Hand to her mouth, she checks around them, then back at the doors.]

Do you want to talk about it... somewhere else?

[donotlick]

[ Hank nods. Then shakes his head. He doesn't know what to do here, for once. ]

I should just go, it's really just a fucking shitty story.

[ God, why can't he just drink his troubles away like he used to?? He seems wobbly on his feet. It might be a good idea for him to sit down, actually... ]

[itwasfeyt]

[Maya, against some instincts telling her she might get squashed if Hank really does fall over, is there next to him. Prepared to catch him should he take a fall.]

....To be honest, I'm used to shitty stories. I've heard a lot of them.

[Hell, she has a few of them herself. Now probably isn't the time to mention the alcohol among her new loot though.]

C'mon, maybe... it will help?

[donotlick]

[ Hmmmm yeah, probably being alone right now wouldn't be such a good idea. Some logical part of Hank's brain figures he should stick around, so he follows her. Rather mindlessly, but at least he's staying on his feet. ]

Yeah, alright. Maybe...

[itwasfeyt]

Come on, my room is... right over here, if that's okay?

[Let's chat, Hank.]

[donotlick]

[ Hank follows her all the way to a private conversation. ]