week three, thursday night

[ they have a feeling that tomorrow is going to be more of the same: more dreams, more deaths, more depression, despite the group's efforts today. Mizuki's as powerless as anyone to do anything about it, outside of checking and making sure their friends are safe before curfew hits.

Funny - they'd thought the whole living together thing was silly at the start, but now they're missing the benefits it offered. At least they'd known everyone was where they were supposed to be then. This time, they have to actually go track them down - and by them, they mean Majima, because if anyone's going to get themselves killed in that household, it would be him. (That's the excuse, at least.) ]

Majima-kun! [ wherever they end up finding him, they wave him down. ] Wait up. I wanted to chat with you.