w0 curfew: someone gets stabbed again while will is in the little cowboy's room.

[squelching]

this is such a group

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[riverbero]

[i'm sure nothing bad will happen while will is in the little cowboys' room.

anyway hi, argalia is here, hanging out at the konbini's seating area with some kind of tiny little sandwich. late night dinner or whatever!

countdown to somebody figuring out the door is fucking locked: start]

[eliminated]

Don't take offence to this Argalia-san, but you didn't really look like a konbini kind of guy.

[chiemi is still browsing for her late night dinner, it seems]

[riverbero]

Haha, don't I...? I thought it might be worth trying.

[not much of the food here is really what he's used to, but why not check it out.]

[squelching]

[just plops down at the same table as him after giving up on her phone. hi.]

Is that one good?

[riverbero]

A little dry, I think.

[hi saya how's it going.]

[stunwhistle]

[will is here, and he is... pulling sodas out of his cargo short pockets. he can fit so many soda bottles in this bad boy. he puts them out on one of the tables.]

Okay, so, I got these from the vending machine. Some snacks, too, but we can start with the sodas.

[he is talking to someone who came in here with him (three guesses as to who and the first two don't count), but anyone is welcome to hop in on this if they want.

there are five bottles on the table in front of them:

sweet corn soda, peanut butter and jelly soda, coffee soda, bacon with chocolate soda, and pumpkin pie soda.]

[resumed]

[ he is here! and squinting incredulously at these bottles as he leans forward. ]

Your dumb shorts. [ mumbled fondly. but he's still giving himself time to read everything over. ]

The pumpkin pie soda? It's probably just like a fizzy pumpkin spice drink right? [ he seems to be glancing down at his lap. ] Sweets are usually a hit.

[stunwhistle]

Don't knock 'em! They're useful. Left my hands free all the way here.

[he grins]

Yeah, that should be fine. Okay, let's see here... [he grabs a few like. idk. little plastic cups that people use for dipping sauces and pours some into one, which he sets down on the table.] ...that should be easier.

[and then he offers nico the bottle]

Come on, we should try it, too.

[eliminated]

[chiemi, who may or may not have inflicted shitty soda on someone else already, is looking through just normal flavours at the konbini, but she sends will a glance.]

Having a late night adventure, Will-kun?

[stunwhistle]

[chiemi is SO valid. he grins back at her.]

Yeah. We made a late-night soda run, and we figured - probably should eat something, too? So here we are for some snacks.

[he does not know they're locked in yet.]

[squelching]

[


she starts recording, but also:]

I can steal the trashcan from behind the cash register if you need to puke.

[riverbero]

Taste-testing a few of them?

[this is sure an assortment.]

[squelching]

[everything will be fine, i'm sure.

saya is just laying down in one of the aisles like an asshole, blocking the beverage fridges, watching videos on her phone with the volume maxed out, when it just... stops loading? she squints.]

... It was just getting to the best part.

[eliminated]

[blinks over from where she is]

Having connection issues, Saya-chan?

[resumed]

[ sometimes you just stand around in front of some prepacked meals, weighing your options. he has a sushi pack in one hand, and some kind of sandwich in another. will is probably getting more weird snacks elsewhere. ]

Are you picking it out or am I?

[ it would seem like maybe he's talking to someone but his back is to the room and nobody is immediately visible nearby so. wtf. ]

[squelching]

[...

gazes at him.]

Do you have a secret pet?

[outrages]

[ i just think it's funny if rocket and groot stroll in on the final minute before lockdown happens.

anyways his phone seems to be in the middle of playing this song as he holds it in one paw. he's humming along, singing a few words. groot is just. jumping into the store mid-dance, jamming his lil tree self out to the song.

rocket is turning down some aisles, humming some more, until the song pauses and cuts off. what. squinting at his phone while groot just gets angy because hello!! his music!! and starts smacking rocket's other paw. ] I am Groot.

What? Not my fault these phones are old. Just hurry and pick your snacks so we can go.

[ oh and ig he's got a gun almost as tall as him just strapped to his back. bige gun. ]

[squelching]

[the way she barely pays attention to rocket but immediately points at groot—]

Oh! It's you.

[stunwhistle]

[he should probably be more startled by bige gun than he is, but. he's not.



he waves.]

Hey, you two. Got the munchies?

[resumed]

[ not me finding half a tag to you on mobile when I swapped to tagging here. anyway he's just watching from a few aisles over, not at all surprised by the scene. or the big gun. but he leans a little to continue observing before shaking his head. ]

Should I be concerned you're calling these phones old?

[eliminated]

[sometime after they all figure out that the doors are locked, fail to get out, and react appropriately, etc. chiemi is just sitting in a corner of the store, staring into space. this is fine.]

[squelching]

...

Are you okay?

[resumed]

[ i mean. sometimes you just disassociate. that is relatable content. he's just glancing at her a little because that is still concerning. ]

...it probably won't last too long. [ he isn't sure why the doors are locked, but it can't be this way forever. probably. ]

[stunwhistle]

[oh, that's worrying. his eyebrows knit together with concern, and he moves over to check on her.]

Hey... you alright?

[outrages]

[ rocket is a jerk so he won't say anything, his attention on debating if it's worth breaking down the door. :hei:

but groot will come here and set a lil snack and drink next to her. :( ]