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[rainbringsroses]

*a petite brunette is here now.

Blinking, rather confusedly.*

What the hell?

*if you listen closely, you can hear a hint of a southern accent.*

[[OOC: This is April from RENT. April Dupree, 21 at time of death... yeah. She's a sweetie, but can be rough around the edges.

Mimi and Sarah, I blame you.]]

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[findonesong]

... oh God.

[rainbringsroses]

*wide eyes*

*mutters to self* Okay, not the afterlife, 'cause he's here...

*to Roger, a hesitant smile* Hey, rock star.

[findonesong]

*is starting to shake* Baby, you're... How did you - how did you get here?

[rainbringsroses]

*isn't liking that reaction. she rubs her hands on her pants* I... I don't know. I just sorta... got here.

[im_just_someguy]

.... April?

[rainbringsroses]

*unsteady smile* Hey, Puppy.

[im_just_someguy]

*hugs. just hugs. tightly.*

[rainbringsroses]

*hugs back. VERY tightly.*

*in fact, this is burying her face in his shoulder*

[kissestospare]

*this? This is Collins not quite staring* .....April?

[rainbringsroses]

*shy grin* Hi, Tom.

*...Tom is apparently one of the few people she doesn't have a nickname for. That's special.*

[kissestospare]

*blinks some more, half-distractedly* --Collins, babe. ...It's ..it's good to see you, April.

[rainbringsroses]

*smiles a little... she's a little uncomfortable, but...* Always Tom and you know it. *teasing*

[not_pookie]

*she's seen pictures, heard about what happened, and now? now she can only stare*

Are you . . .?

[rainbringsroses]

*hesitates, as she's not entirely sure who this is.* Um... hi? I'm... I'm April Dupree. *holds out a hand*

[not_pookie]

. . . I thought you might be. But considering that I was told you were dead, I figured it might be best to check. *shakes her hand* Joanne Jefferson. *and the usual pleasantries seem a little off, in this case, but she'll add,* I've heard a lot about you.

[rainbringsroses]

Wonder if any of it's good. *wry smile* *then...* Wait, you're... you're the girl Queenie's dating? Um, Maureen, I mean.

[waxamongfingers]

None of us know either. *and no, she has no idea who she's talking to~*

[rainbringsroses]

*grins* Good to know. There's beds and food here, right? Or at least blankets and corners to sleep in?

*was homeless for a year, no beds? Don't scare her*

[waxamongfingers]

There is, actually. It's nice.

[rainbringsroses]

*big grin* Good. Don't fancy being here if R can't get food whenever the hell he wants to. *R being Roger*