Day 7

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Instead of his normal morning announcements, this morning you awaken to… Ronald McDonald playing a lovely tune for all of you with his band. Audible even over the metal is a louder sound of scraping, and a low rumble that persists throughout the song. ]

[ Afterward, you'll find that a new hallway has appeared in the studio. Where there was once an empty wall, there is now a theater! And your tablets will display the rules for a brand new competition… ]

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[golden_dream]

[bounds her foot a little, with the wrap of a rag around it]

You're looking at it.

[...looks like it bled through.]

[unexpectedboner]

...If that's your first-aid, you'd better get a second.

Come on, between the tattoo supplies and the stuff in the prop room, there's gotta be something that'll work a little better than that.

[golden_dream]

It's fine! It's already scabbing over... I can't just scrub it with petroleum jelly or something.

[unexpectedboner]

You could scrub it with soap and wrap it with something that isn't making a mess all over the floor? We just got rid of the dead body, we don't need another one.

[golden_dream]

There is no 'mess'. And I disinfected it once already.

And don't be so dramatic. There's never been a case anywhere of someone dying from a smashed foot.

[unexpectedboner]

Maybe they didn't tell anyone because they were too ashamed because not taking proper care of yourself is such a dumb way to die. --You should at least have it elevated! All the blood's gonna rush down there and it'll explode.

[golden_dream]

...Oh, that's a good point. Fair enough.

[She'll just turn and shove her foot on the next barstool then.]

[unexpectedboner]

[look that is good enough for now]

I bet if you asked the big boss, they'd get you a splint or something. Disfigured ladies can't possibly get that much ratings.

[golden_dream]

No way. I'm not going to owe the clown anything... and I'd hardly call this 'disfigured'. It's a scratch more than anything.

[unexpectedboner]

...Does it hurt?

[golden_dream]

...Like hell.

[sighs]

...Elevating it helped.

[unexpectedboner]

If you were thinking of pulling out all your dance moves for the contest, don't. Want some ice for it? It's the bar, there's plenty.

[golden_dream]

[groans] You'll give yourself a lot of stress if you invest so much in worrying about everyone, you know.

[slight pause before she adds] Fine, I'll take some...

[unexpectedboner]

Pshh, would a guy like me get stressed out? Come on.

[wraps some ice in a bar towel and offers it to her, then fixes himself a drink that is surely 100 percent orange juice]

They'll probably have doctors in the hotel, you know.

[golden_dream]

[snorts]

Somehow I doubt that. And I won't be finding out.

[she'll set it, gingerly, on her foot, then]

[unexpectedboner]

But if you have to... Like, don't get gangrene over this stupid game.

[golden_dream]

You're full of medical advice, aren't you? Are you a doctor?

[unexpectedboner]

...

[golden_dream]

... [she frowned]

Look, I appreciate the concern... but I'm not going to forfeit because of this.

[unexpectedboner]

...No, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to ask you to.

[golden_dream]

...Thank you.

If you find a doctor, by all means, call him over. But until then, I'll just... deal... with it.

[takes a sip of her drink]

[unexpectedboner]

...

[takes a drink of his own]

June has some asprin, I'm sure she'd give you some, if she hasn't already. ...We're gonna have to be more careful from now on.

[golden_dream]

It was just an accident.

...Oh. maybe you could ask her for me? I'd say "I'll go looking for her," but, you know.

[unexpectedboner]

Who puts a a bowling ball high up anyway? Maybe...

Anyway, sure, I'll ask. Don't worry about having to hobble around. ...Guess it works out you do violin after all.

[golden_dream]

Thank you.

What about you, Junpei-kun?