Curfew Week 0; Lobby

[exercisms]

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[exercisms]

[Right at curfew, Mob is down in the lobby (in his pajamas) trying to coax his cat inside for the night. He's managed to get her in the door, but he's trying to draw her further in, to keep her from running away.

Oh, but then the door slams shut and locks.]

[reconnective]

[why is anyone here. sora's here because he's sprawled on one of the sofas like the couch-hogging teenager he is, phs in his hand as he's scrolling through data and seemingly writing notes. but then the door shuts and he not only realizes that it's locked, he's realizing he's very much not alone?

he's also not in his pajamas. so that's a problem. give him a second to stare at the ceiling.]

Well....now what?