Alice Kennedy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} rosemary_thyme) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
Alice was late solely because of her nerves. She was at first worried she would see Brittany, then overcome with worry over where Brittany had gone. The message board had indicated her vanishment and she had followed the posts and the various people saying she hadn't been seen; she even went and knocked on her door without any response. Alice didn't text her though, she couldn't bring herself to do that yet because of her nerves and own hurt feelings. Then there was the concern of the party overall and all her fright of turning into a pile of rice and never coming back again. After many discussions with Molly who only replied with an occassional meow, Alice gathered her wits, got dressed, and went downstairs.
"Your mask, Miss Kennedy," was the only words offered to her as Alice arrived, jolting her from zoning in on the entryway of the room and forcing her into the present.
"Oh, sorry," Alice replied as she reached to her head and pulled her mask down over her eyes. She stepped into the room and found her hands pressed to her waist where the bead work of her flapper dress, the same color as her mask, looked like delicately placed grains of rice. Looking into the room at her very casual neighbors, she felt that it was normal but immediately began to doubt the situation and took a step back, already tempted to leave.