[ Weekends at the Hyperion Academy of Heroism inevitably come with afterparties – emphasis on party, at least when Sei is arranging them. There's a musical din with a beat you can feel pounding in your throat going on in the gym but by some measure of mercy or, god forbid, tact, another gathering has been set up in the dining room that's smaller, quieter.
... or, well. It was, anyway. ]
Lucyyyyy! [ i'm so sorry. i looked into my heart and i really couldn't justify her calling him anything else. ] I knew I'd find you here! What'd you think of the party grub? Did you try any yet?
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... or, well. It was, anyway. ]
Lucyyyyy! [ i'm so sorry. i looked into my heart and i really couldn't justify her calling him anything else. ] I knew I'd find you here! What'd you think of the party grub? Did you try any yet?