april catchall [ota + closed starters]

[laruetheday]

Who: Clarisse + you
What: It's aaaa generic birthday mingle! + some closed starters
When: April, particularly around the 15th
Where: Earworm

Content Warnings: Drinking and potentially those Special Mushrooms that are available at Earworm



[ What do you do when you're turning twenty one in a month of perpetual darkness, but your blood type isn't making you hallucinate or want to punch yourself in the face until you fall into a coma for one of the first times since you arrived in Trench?

If you're Clarisse, you park yourself at Earworm and pretty much just stay there.

For the first half of April—particularly on the fifteenth and the days close to it—Clarisse can be found hanging out at the club—either inside already, or lingering near the entrance. If you're already on her (very short) list of friends she's probably texted you an actual invite; but the fact that she's somehow survived another year seems to have her in a good mood, and even if she doesn't know you too well, she'll give a nod when she recognizes you. (Or, potentially, even if she doesn't recognize you.) ]

Drink?

[ ... And, listen, if she's already drunk, she might offer you a mushroom, too. Because why not. ]

Comments

[cuddlery]

[Now she grows quieter, as she looks down into what's left of her drink.]

No, I don't think that. It does, it does hurt when things end like that. Or when a friend ends up being a... not so good friend. But I can't regret it. I can't regret trying. I just... keep making more friends, and try to make it stick. And I remember that, even if we're separated... There's always a chance the friendship can live on. That it made a difference.

[laruetheday]

Yeah, [ Clarisse says quietly, ] you're right.

[ She doesn't believe it, actually. Wherever Abby is now, she doesn't even remember them. It's like it never happened, and it should piss Clarisse off but all it does is make her want to cry at the unfairness of it all. She wishes she could've forgotten, too, most days. That would be easier. ]

Anyway... Nothing we can do, so we might as well drink and be happy, right.

[cuddlery]

[Clarisse doesn't... sound like she's convinced. But even Scorpia's not always convinced of her own ideals. She just hopes for the best, because things would feel more miserable otherwise.

And so she eagerly clings to Clarisse's suggestion.]

Right! Right. That sounds like a good idea! We'll just... live in the moment, and enjoy the company we have right now. That- that sounds great in my book.

[He raises her glass.]

Hear hear!

[laruetheday]

[ After a moment, Clarisse taps her glass against Scorpia's and gives her a smile that manages to be at least a little bit self aware. ]

I can be kind of a downer. Sorry.

[cuddlery]

[Scorpia shakes her head.]

Hey now, nothing to be sorry about. If there are things troubling you or bothering you... It's better to let them out than to keep them bottled in. And if I can help you feel better about anything in any way, that's win I'll gladly take. [She sips her drink and smiles lightly.] I'm here for you Clarisse, no matter how you feel!

[laruetheday]

[ Well, this is mortifying (talking about feelings always is), and Clarisse regrets bringing any of it up, but it's not like she can rewind the last few minutes and start over. Instead she just blushes a little and shrugs a shoulder. ]

Cool, I guess.

[cuddlery]

Friendship is cool, isn't it?

[Scorpia says with a grin! ...Although as she lets it linger there for a moment, she feels like Clarisse has said about all she has to say on the subject. So maybe it's time to shift away from that.]

So, uh, what now? Some more drinking? Dancing?