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]

[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.]

[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.

[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. ]

[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. ]

[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.]