ain't no party like a murdergame afterparty, cw: some mentions of alcohol

[originallutece]

[--cuz a murdergame afterparty is horrifying and sad and possibly a little threatening if Mahiro insists on bringing his gun with him, please don't do that buddy.

Honestly, guys, we're running out of cooks at this rate. But it's nice to gather after horrifying events, and so while Rosalind's cooking skills are absolutely terrible, her alcohol-pouring skills are a little better. Come have a glass of wine or three and ruminate on the fact that there's only fourteen of us left.]

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[godinsolitude]

[And he is, in fact, right back. Hanyuu has been kind enough to cook tonight, and Ayumu comes back with a plate of her curry as soon as he's obtained it, settling next to Hiyono and offering over the plate and a glass of water.]

Here, Hanyuu is cooking tonight.

[pseudoregelia]

[Oh hey, food! She was probably spacing out a little there.]

Ahh... That's really kind of her.

[And so she will partake with gratitude! Even if, after a bite...]

...Mm, Ayumu, yours is still better.

[godinsolitude]

Mmmhm.

[He settles comfortable in his seat, smiling slightly at the compliment... and the fact that his name was attached just made it a little better, somehow.]

How about I cook you something tomorrow, Hiyono?

[Something to look forward to, at least.]

[pseudoregelia]

[...]

Really?! Then we should have a totally extravagant breakfast! Or maybe dinner?

[She's happy because of the promise of food, definitely. And, well...

Maybe just a little bit at the fact that he's decided to use her name, despite all the hurdles that came with the change.]

[godinsolitude]

Exactly how extravagant are we talking?

[Hmmmm.]

Because I don't know about you, but I'm not getting up so early as to make you an extravagant breakfast. Brunch, maybe.

[He's pretty sure they both wanted to sleep in on Sunday, after all of this.]

[pseudoregelia]

I'll save getting up early for Monday... We can sleep in a little and have a nice brunch!

And when I say extravagant, I mean one of your special, super healthy, super delicious dishes, of course!

[godinsolitude]

Of course. Any special requests? I'd say you've earned it, after all of that.

[As long as he wasn't expected to get up early, he'd whip up whatever she wanted.]

[pseudoregelia]

[Hmm...]

How about some sort of beef dish? It's awfully expensive at home...

[Might as well take advantage of the murdercastle's fine stores.]