Gooseberry High

Ain't that something how we hear bout this here parent visitation on Three King's Day, ain't that something.

But ain't nothing to me because

( not an IC cut )

[Warded to Rafael]

Yeah I borrowed some of your glitter pen things but I'm gonna give em back in class.

And if you want a piece of King Cake I got praline, cream cheese, or banana and salted caramel flavor which is some fancy new thing from the city but it's still pretty good. I ain't sharing with the whole cabin so you keep this to yourself you heard? This don't count as that baked goods embargo because of religious reasons. I'm also doing you a favor in not giving out none of this here King Cake to them so you welcome.

But the cream cheese one probably gonna have to go first. I think all the sprinkles preserve it but I'm gonna try to make it last long as I can.


[Warded to Laurel]

You like praline or banana flavor more?

Just asking for reasons. . .

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT / BREAKING NEWS:

I know y'all really busy getting stuck in vines and mistletoe and all but Ada owled me in the middle of the night cause Beyoncé dropped a new album.

So if you fittin to pull yourself away from coerced kissing y'all can listen to it with me, I be up in the music room.

[Warded to Wes]

[Charmed to ring until responded to.]

Are you reading the anonymous post?

Well I don't know about all y'all but I gotta say having an empty dorm is just about the greatest blessing from the good Lord Himself. Learned myself three new songs from no interruptions and slept like a damn Disney princess last night.

10/10 would highly recommend. As for all this here angst and stuff, y'all don't gotta worry about it none. We getting out of here in a little while anyways, all this gonna blow over real quick, y'all will see.

This here quarantine is like a detox tank to get me off of caffeine and coffee and it ain't gonna work I already got a headache alls I need is coffee.


Before anyone says it tea ain't the same thing it ain't even sweet tea I'm sick I ain't on no damn porch in no rocking chair.

[Wes]

[Warded around 1 AM, after she's returned from the party. Consider this the magical equivalent of a drunk text -- which is obvious, based on her handwriting.]

I care about you.

And I miss talking to you.

And, I guess... that's all I wanted to say.

( Left for Wes )

[warded to senior coppertale boys]

I got a magic rock, don't fucking touch it

[warded to Robin]

I've been informed that wes wasn't abducted by aliens and anally probed so we should stop teasing him about it

[warded to Levi]

did I show you my rock maybe you can feel it

Maybe it'll make you feel less scared about monogamy

[Warded to Levi, Quinn, Tess, Ryan, Rosy]

I got my arm checked out by Healer Lumberjack. And it's fucking fine, like I said it would be.

( cut for quidditch spoilers )

( HALLOWEEN COSTUME CRAFTING PARTY )

At dinner, Cricket hands Wes a small, paper journal, with a note tucked inside, and a small glass vial containing an air dried betony stem. In absurdly neat handwriting, Cricket has compiled a list of possible critters he may have seen with rudimentary sketches, textbook descriptions, and citations. It's a short list and ends with 'Deer???'. Next, she lists possible reasons they may have slept through "whatever happened," including poisoning from the berries Trixie found and notations on the side effects of every possible sleep potion/powder/plant she could think up. She ends that list with 'Emotional exhaustion?'

( Note )

[Wes]

Have a sec?

Who: Wes Carpenter and Cricket Quayle
When: BACKDATED to Night 2, Saturday October 15, just before 10 PM
Where: Outdoor Exploration trip campground
What: Tent-hopping and keeping warm



( You wanna' come on outta' that rain? )

( OE WEEKEND TRIP - DAY ONE )

Any kind soul/souls out there willing to take in this here Fox looking to escape his own room for the night? Things is tense in my neck of the woods and I could use a break and wait for the clouds to clear, so if some of y'all don't mind no couch surfer or y'all got extra room, I'd be grateful.

And yes I know there's some fool out there scaring people for Halloween or something but y'all know me, I wouldn't hurt no fly, y'all ain't got nothing to worry about with me. You can search me for knives or masks. I'm a good house guest. One of the best. Southern hospitality goes both ways and ain't that the truth.