week 1; thursday night (curfew); jade vine farm
[It's nearly time for bed on Thursday and Noah is nowhere to be found. Weird, but Healy doesn't think too much of it... until he tries the door to their cottage. No dice. So much for checking outside for the guy.]
We're locked in.
[He says it matter-of-factly. If he's concerned, he doesn't show it. He tries the door again, but it's jammed up tight.]
And Noah's likely locked out. Anyone know if he was planning a sleepover?
We're locked in.
[He says it matter-of-factly. If he's concerned, he doesn't show it. He tries the door again, but it's jammed up tight.]
And Noah's likely locked out. Anyone know if he was planning a sleepover?
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[ Agony suffering and deferral to the meangirl head of household. But come on. It's not like Erika has solved anything yet.]
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You should all probably step away from the window.
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Hey, don't—
[Too late, there goes the window in a shower of glass. He throws up a hand in a little "welp" motion, but he's not gonna argue. Breaking out of here forcibly is at least worth trying.]
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Well. Is Erika divebombing out of the window now. ]
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But he does pat Amy on the shoulder as he lets them be.]
You oughtta stand up for yourself.
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