that's not what we usually mean by 'dance with death'

[cherryblooded]

[That certainly did happen. Cherryblod's not the type of person who will judge one person's value as being more than another's, so he can't say whether it was better or worse than the first week. It came as less of a shock, maybe, but even so...

It's not the kind of thing people usually want to go through alone.

So, after he spends some time in the kitchen preparing (with assistance from Bruce), he'll slip some personalized notes under everyone's doors.]

[Name],
If you'd prefer to spend this time alone, that's fine.
If you'd prefer not to, I've made some food and set it out in the dining hall.
Even if you're just hungry and would rather not talk, feel free to come take some.
But if you'd like the company, we're here for you.
-Cherryblod

[Those arriving in the dining hall will find an assortment of food - a fair number of sandwiches and other, actual meal-like options since most people missed a meal or two, but also a goodly number of desserts. There's tea, as well as coffee for those who favor it.]

Comments

[psychoh]

... Well, if you don't mind sharing, I guess I'll, uh, have some... [WOO enable an alcoholic]

[goodforsomething]

[O O P S luckily this right here is the sum total of alcohol in the Vault and it's going pretty fast between everyone]

There ya go, kid. Seems like a good time to all get a little drunk.

[psychoh]

A-After two weeks of all... that? [DOWNS ENTIRE THING LIKE A FUCKIN PRO] It's the perfect time...

Where'd you, uh, even get this? There's none in the kitchen...

[goodforsomething]

It's a bribe. To quit writin' those love letters!

[Which you didn't want to hear about, huh? Stan chuckles and waggles his eyebrows.] Guess I'm too much for him to handle!

[psychoh]

... Well, at least it, uh... turned out for the best, right?

Sort of wonder where he got it from, though.

[goodforsomething]

Yeah, you gotta wonder. It's pretty good whiskey for after the apocalypse.