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[odiousialist]

[you're now stuck in a dark closet with someone]

. . . uhm.

[I won't tag everyone! mingle at your leisure and meet someone new~

edit: I think 4 am means bed. Picking up old and new tomorrow! <3]

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[cenizasquedaran]

[Stuck in a small, enclosed space with a grim reaper]

[WHAT DO]

[tasteslikehair]

[SAY HI]

Hi!

[cenizasquedaran]

Hola. This isn't a coffin, is it?

[tasteslikehair]

I don't...think so.

[kepthishead]

[well he is so far into the closet about any of his feelings that he is practically in Narnia...]

Who's there?

[odiousialist]

[poor thing]

. . . Ash. Who's asking?

[kepthishead]

I am Elliot Nightray.

[odiousialist]

Well. Hello then, Elliot Nightray. That sounds fancy.

[justwannahave]

. . . What the hell?

*starts searching for the lighter in her handbag*

[odiousialist]

[it's not a very spacious closet and you just elbowed me in the stomach]

Ow--!

[justwannahave]

. . . Sorry--give me a minute here. *thumbs the lighter and looks around*

This is a closet--why are we in it?

[odiousialist]

[coughs a little before answering]

Camp, why else?

[andcontrarywise]

*this closet is not safe*

[odiousialist]

[my life isn't safe to begin with]

Who is it now?

[andcontrarywise]

Oh, someone familiar, one should say.

[odiousialist]

[sighs a little]

Fancy meeting you here.

[mylittlepwner]

[there is a crash and a thump near the-- ceiling?]

[mylittlepwner]

Aw, horsefeathers.

[there are indeed some feathers drifting down to the floor]