[WEEK 1: FRIDAY EVENING, AROUND ROOM 112; DAVE]

[nowyouseeit]

[WELL THAT SUCKED. we're down a roommate and a doorknob, and someone wound up dying in this place after all. Kaito's probably hanging around Room 112 sometime in the evening before curfew, just kind of. piddling about, trying to see if there are any more clues he can find]

Why would he just. . . get up a leave the room? If that's what happened?

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[parodeity]

Yeah, my life is...very weird? I don't mind, like, answerin' questions, but. Sometimes it is better not to ask.

[nowyouseeit]

S'okay. I'm not one to pry.

[a wave of his hand]

If you wanna tell me something, you will. That's how it works.

[parodeity]

I mean, same here, dude.

[ dave is like willing to spill about his weird life it's just the #child abuse he won't get into. so. ]

I think it's pretty important to...stick together? I dunno. People are gonna splinter, because people do that.