Good morning, starshine...

[fallen_april]

The door to room 95 is ajar the slightest bit. There's nothing to see unless you push the door open just a little further. If you do, you'll see April. It looks like she fell asleep working at her desk

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[bohemian_mark]

Mark hasn't seen April in a couple days, and with Collins sick, he's feeling slightly alone. Thus, he's knocking on April's door. It opens in front of him, and he walks over to the desk, putting a hand on April's shoulder. "April?"

[fallen_april]

April doesn't move.

But the shaking moves her arm enough to knock over the empty pill bottle. It rattles in the silence.

[bohemian_mark]

"Oh, fuck. No, Please... no. Just..." Mark shakes her. "April, please, don't. God, don't be dead, this isn't right, this isn't happening, don't do this to us, April.... don't... just, wake up, please."

[fallen_april]

April groans softly, and swats at him. Very very very weakly.

Something's mumbled weakly, incoherently.

She's alive, at least.