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[Another week, another set of disasters. Hibiki’s head is still reeling from the lengthy ordeal that was Solf J. Kimblee. But it’s because of that exasperation that she’s able to turn her restlessness into something useful. It’s too late to set about making curry for everyone, so it’s time to make some easier dishes. A replication of Fern’s mac-and-cheese, somehow she’s whipped up some kind of donut to go with her animal-shaped rice balls. There’s coffee, tea...hopefully it’s enough? And if it’s not, Rin has provided some delicious Chinese food. And that always tastes better late at night, doesn’t it?

And for the adults (or the exasperated teenagers), Susan is carting down booze from the bar. Joy. Hibiki’s never written to the group en masse before, but she delivers a piece of paper to everyone while Rin and Susan finish up the preparations. Each paper has a drawing of an animal on it, too.]

Too much has happened today. Whether you want to get angry, cry, smile, laugh, or just be out of your room, you don’t have to do it alone. Rin and I have prepared food for everyone, and Susan’s brought the drinks downstairs so none of us have to go into the bar tonight.

Even if it’s just for a little while, won’t you think about joining us in the dining room tonight? Being together is just as important as working hard. And remember, nankurunaisa!

-Hibiki Ganaha

[Three more candles are lit today. Tabitha Smith. Sigrun Eide. Solf Kimblee. They’re all Cabanela’s doing. There aren't any decorations, but the food is spaced out so everyone should be able to grab something and munch if they need it. It’s not clear how many people will come, but a serious attempt was made this time.]

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[UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU Susan is already in here grabbing supplies for the other afterparty. She casts Estelle a rather concerned look as she enters; has she always been a drinker?]

Are you alright? That was a little bit of a shitshow in there.

[She's clinking through some drinks looking for what she wants when she hears Susan's voice. There's a bit of a squeaking noise from her before she looks back to what she's looking for.]

I-it's all fine...

[She says this quickly, but it seems she's frantically looking for what she wants. She's a little calmer than she could potentially be because it's Susan, but still...]

[o...kay.....]

What are you looking for?

Champagne.

[Definitely not for anything celebratory. It's probably the only alcohol that Estelle can actually stomach well.]

Try the top shelves?

[She'd grab some for Estelle herself, but she's not about to wedge herself back there with the girl in this state. There's not that much room behind the counter.]

[She tries for the top shelves and sees what she wants as she takes two bottles down.]

Thank you.

[Well, even if she's in a shitty state, she's going to try to still be somewhat nice.]