D A Y 0 2

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CHAPTER 1

NOV 1ST | 58℉☂

▸ In a sad turn of events during last night's activities, local teenager Bela Gage was found dead at Gainsbourg Resort as festivities were wrapping up. Local authorities have opened up an investigation regarding the circumstances around her death.

▸ Several houses were egged in height of last night's events. Locals are offering a small reward to anyone with information that may lead to identification of the culprits.

▸ Now for the weather, expect light showers from late morning to mid afternoon. Blackwell is expecting the storm to keep rolling through overnight, so drive safe!

▸ That's the News In today. Now back to your regularly scheduled tunes. This one goes out to the Gages, may you find peace in these difficult times.

THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT

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[singlestrand]

Yeah, open one of my own. With my five dollars and the lint in my pocket. [ ha ha. her arms tighten around sophie, glad she gave into the hug. izzy had rushed over so fast because she knew her friend was hurting-- yeah, she knew the gages, but she had also been absent from the town for four years. it was awful that bela was taken, but bela was like a sister to sophie. there wasn't just going to be some bad feelings and it'd be over. and even if it took weeks for sophie to feel better, isabella would be by her side the moment she ever asked.

her hand runs over her back, turning her head to kiss the side of sophie's. ]

Oh, I know. [ a beat. ] I'm looking at those new apartments on Pine. That guy is desperate to get people moved in so they're probably less than what's being advertised. I just need a roommate and another month of Chew, maybe.

[brabble]

At least you'd have a great opening line for a story.

[ it's nice to talk about these things, mostly because it takes her mind of bela and the open gash she left. izzy was right and bela was like a stepsister to her. they weren't as close as the friendship these two have, but they were definitely close. she helped when she was younger with her homework and with anything else she needed. it was going to take a while to mend that, but izzy being there definitely helps. selfishly, she's glad she's back in blackwell and not away in new york with that bitch. ]

Yeah? Those seem nice. [ she just flops against izzy uselessly while enjoying the amazing aroma of the food cooking in the oven. she'll burn her tongue eating that. ] I can keep an eye out for jobs, if you want. Hey, maybe you could write a column for the Mail? Like a little culinary recipe? I mean, they probably wouldn't pay you much but little by little, right?

[singlestrand]

Keep an eye out. You know my skill set. [ none. a pause as she mulls over sophie's words. she wasn't much of a writer, but a recipe was easy enough. ] Sure, why not. I can give it a go.

[ isabella taps her fingertips over sophie's back before pulling away from her, pushing her lightly toward the television. ] Go put in whatever you're having us watch and get some blankets and pillows.

[ she's going to grab all their snack foods and set them up by the couch. chips, brownies, a bag of miscellaneous candy. also oreo's. she hit all the bases. she slides over to the oven to pull open the door and check on the pot pie before shutting it again, leaning over to undo her boots. ]

[brabble]

[ steered to the television, she does as she's told. the bed is more of a makeshift one, a mattress with fluffy blankets hidden under a comfortable couch. she's been wanting to buy a real bed for months, but things always seem to pile up.

she drags it out and grabs the pillows and assorted blankets from the wall-closet, throws it on the mattress and bring the sofa closer so they can use it as back rest. and then she puts the worst kind of horror movies on.

the 90s variety. ]

[singlestrand]

[ isabella hums as she wiggles her toes, now free from the confines of her boots. she catches glimpse of the first film sophie shoved into the dvd player and made a face, but it was followed by a laugh. ]

I Know What You Did Last Summer is easily the worst of the bunch. I hope you have the sequel or I'll be very disappointed.

[ she wags her finger at sophie, which is now really just an oven mitt hand. the girl turns to free their dinner from the oven, setting it on the stove top to cool. ]

[brabble]

[ she holds up the dvd box in all its glory, the big words I Still Know What You Did Last Summer easily visible in their big font typeface. ] Would I ever disappoint you like that? [ izzy, please.

while isabella occupies herself with the food, sophie arranges the small living room slash bedroom so that they will be comfortable against the heavy rain outside. she closes the only other room's door, which sophie uses as a workspace, thus why she sleeps in the living room, and makes sure the windows are closed so they don't blow open with the wind. she looks outside, the street lamp directly next to the house flickering annoyingly with a faint buzz and wrinkles her nose ]

I head it's going to pour cats and dogs tomorrow.

[singlestrand]

[ she flashes sophie a smile when she waves the dvd in the air before returning to the pot pie. ]

Yeah, if you lose power text me and we can meet up so you're not all alone in the dark. I'm off tomorrow so any excuse not to stick around at home with screaming children during peak darkness hours would be swell.

[ isabella ends up setting the pot pie pan onto a few potholders to set on the coffee table with the snacks. she sets two forks down beside it. no use in using more dishes when she isn't afraid of sophie's germs. ]

It'd also give me an excuse to dodge this guy if he decides to text me, too.

[brabble]

Are you saying that for me or yourself? [ only teasing though; she's never been one to be afraid of the dark, not even when she was younger. even after the Episode (aka yo i woke up with a gnarly wound on my back and never speak of it to anyone ever), darkness is not a particular fear of hers. ] I might be out until a little late, but I can leave the keys under the mat for you. [ make yourself at home, etc

she reaches for the coffee table for the snacks, just to sooth her grumbling stomach that's responding to that wonderful potpie scent, and chews on one of them while getting the dvd all set up ]

Guy? What guy? [ it's funny because she's gay. ]

[singlestrand]

Totally for you. [ a little for her. she's going to keep in mind that sophie will leave the keys out for her. any place is better than her place, let's be real. besides, it'll give her an excuse to make something big for dinner-- sophie'll love coming home to that.

isabella plops down onto the couch bed and forks at the pot pie, putting some into her mouth. she waves at her open mouth-- hot! there's a reluctant swallow and she opens up a can of soda to wash it down before speaking. ]

Uh, he's a Vaughn. Ben? He kind of stalked me at work and then asked me out at the Halloween party.

[brabble]

[ she definitely will and possibly cry a little that for once it doesn't smell like instant noodles during dinner time and actual food.

once izzy gets settled, sophie drags the tray a bit closer just so she can reach it better. she flops closer to her, laying her head on her lap while turning the dvd on, but only half paying attention to what she's doing and listening to her best friend instead. she looks up to her mid choosing the screen and snorts ]

Gross. [ she turns her head back to the tv ] What did you say?

[singlestrand]

I said yes, duh. [ she shoves a forkful of pot pie into her mouth, her free hand lightly combing through sophie's hair. isabella sets the fork back down and leans back. ] I mean, I don't really see my gender of choice lining up to ask me out. But the attention is kinda nice. That's not bad, is it?

[ she knows it's bad. ]

[brabble]

[ that feels nice and she gets all comfortable, like a cat nesting. yep.

she's not expecting that answer and though her eyes are on the tv, her eyebrows raise and she scoffs, in amused surprised. ] It's kinda bad. [ but it's free of judgement and more playful mocking. oh izzy you're such a mess but it's okay. sophie will gather you up and protect you from harm. or so she wants to ]

Is he nice, at least?

[singlestrand]

Well, yeah. [ there's a pause there. ] I mean, so far he is. [ she scratches the back of her neck before returning her hand to sophie's hair. ]

I won't do anything with him. I'll just let him googly eye me and buy me coffee. It's a confidence booster. [ isabella nods. it's as if she's trying to justify it to herself but even she knows better than this. ]