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[heatourjail]

Juliet is dressed to the nines tonight. She'd been expecting a nice, calm dinner date with her boyfriend, but when she stepped through the door she was confronted with chaos.

An Apocalypse.

She tries to head Shawn off before they enter.

"I think we should go back."

[OOC: Two muns, one post! Feel free to have your pups react to Shawn and

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[psyched_u_out]

Shawn is similarly dressed to the nines. For him at least. More like dressed to the eight-and-a-halfs.

"C'mon, babe, this is supposed to be our-"

And then he sees it.

"Oh."

[heatourjail]

He always looks good, really. Even in the middle of the doomiest of dooms.

Juliet takes a step forward and her feet go transparent. "...Shawn?"

[psyched_u_out]

"Yeah?"

Time to start singing the doom song, maybe.

[heatourjail]

"In or out?"

...Oh, is she leaving herself wide-open with that question.