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[wingenvy]

[This has been a hell of a month for departures and bad news, apparently. Zack hates to add to the misery, but it's gotta be done.]

...Aerith Gainsborough's gone home. She didn't leave anything, but... if you were friends, you know how she felt.

Good Spirits is self-serve tonight. Sorry, guys.

[And Zack will be at Good Spirits for most of the day after that, serving himself. Despite the melancholy of his announcement, his mood will be switching between quiet and downright celebratory all night long. Coping, who's coping?

He also has company: a strange-looking winged dog, standing guard quietly at his back the entire time he's there.]

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[thestormishere]

[ Siiiigh. There's a short flare of annoyance (does he really need to be acting like she can't act on her own?), but she swallows it in the moment it takes for her to glance back. Wordlessly, she just gives his arm a light slap before turning to walk away slowly, hand lifting to comb through her hair.

There's no real guarantee she won't be back fairly soon, though. In her mind there's no way he'll want to be alone for too long. ]

[wingenvy]

[He's retreated to his room by the time she reaches hers, closing the door behind himself and flopping across his bed for a while. He has a lot of thinking to do, and there's a pile of letters that he'd really like to re-read before the day is over.]