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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[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.

[resumed]

[ he doesn't get a verbal reply to that, but he's rolling his eyes and kind of kicking him gently under the table. ]

Just a taste to see how it goes. [ he pulls the cup closer to him, but he's frowning at the bottle after a moment. what, he can't just do a lil sippy too? ] If I go first, you have to go first with the next bottle.

[stunwhistle]

Ow!

[...he says, laughing.]

Yeah, sure, I'll go first next. Go on, tell me what you think of that one.

[resumed]

[ he just gives him an innocent smile because he's done nothing wrong in his life ever.

but okay. fine. he is taking the bottle and giving it the most critical-looking stare known to man. he will...take a sip.

licking his lips a little. trying to decide. ]

...I don't really know how to describe that it tastes kind of sticky. 6/10 because the flavoring could be way worse. Like those pumpkin-shaped candy corns they sell every Halloween. [ he takes the little cup though to bring it down to his lap as he watches.

after a moment two little ears perk up over the table's edge as if listening for the bottle. ]

Or maybe we have different tastes. You tell me.

[stunwhistle]

[he takes the bottle as those two little ears perk up over the side of the table, then takes a sip of the soda.

his nose wrinkles.]

4 out of 10, I think. Maybe it's basic of me but I'd take a pumpkin spice latte over this any day.

[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.]

[eliminated]

[i'm sure everything will be fine when this group realizes they're locked in]

Can't beat the feeling of a late night convenience store run! To be honest, it's pretty nostalgic...

[stunwhistle]

Nostalgic, huh?

[he smiles. imagine if they go the whole night without figuring it out.]

I gotta say, this one's nicer than pretty much any convenience store I've seen. It's neat that they've actually got places for us to sit.

[eliminated]

Well, if you're American, I've heard your convenience stores aren't great...

[stunwhistle]

You heard right. Buc-ee's is pretty good, though. So's Wawa.

But they're the exceptions, not the rule.

[squelching]

[


she starts recording, but also:]

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

[stunwhistle]

[WOW.

he laughs]

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

[ah, hubris.]

You wanna try a sip? You can decide which ones you like best.

[squelching]

I'll steal it anyway. Just in case.

[... she considers this.]

I could try... the bacon soda? Is it made with real bacon?

[stunwhistle]

[he checks the ingredients on the label...]

It says natural and artificial flavors...

[squelching]

[making a face.]

... I'll just spit it out if it tastes bad.

[stunwhistle]

Good plan.

[offers her the bottle]

Tell me how it tastes, scale of 1 to 10. I will take any spitting out as a negative 5.

[riverbero]

Taste-testing a few of them?

[this is sure an assortment.]

[stunwhistle]

Yeah. Why not, right? They're here, we're here. Might as well decide which ones are most edible... or drinkable, I guess.

[riverbero]

Hm... well, they don't all sound terrible.

[stunwhistle]

Which one do you wanna try first?

[riverbero]

The pumpkin one can't be that bad, can it?

[stunwhistle]

[offers argalia the bottle]

You tell me. Scale of 1 to 10, what do you think?