Guidance Counselor's Office, Tuesday

[electrocynic]

Looked like things were back to normal-ish on fair Fandom island. Electroclash had supposed that meant she should drag her bum to her office to see if anyone was traumatized enough to seek counseling after whatever it had been that had left the island so sparsely populated.

Actually, half her reason for coming in was to see if someone could actually tell her what had been going on. Because fuck if she knew, her whole week had been tea and booze, like a sensible person's. Speaking of which, she put the electric kettle on before settling into the chair behind her desk.

Tea soothed traumatized people, right? Probably more than Electroclash would. But she was still here and available!

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Emily knew all about half sincere, and she didn't mind it. "I still can't understand how people just go back to their usual lives. I mean, that's some serious repression right there," Emily said, basically describing herself as well.

[electrocynic]

"Well, you get used to it." That was the best she could offer, really. You got used to it. "Or, you move away. That's the other option, 's far as I can see."