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The people weren't exactly all that bad, but he wasn't impressed. He'd continue this student Russian Roulette some more and hope for an improvement.

Don't question where Junko had been. Just don't. She had been..somewhere, most likely putting her flowers somewhere safe so she didn't have to carry them all night. But it could also be assumed she went to go find scissors. How? Because when she returned there was a pair of scissors in one hand, a brush and a comb in the other, and she looked to be on a mission.

She stopped outside the boil's bathroom and just...stopped.

This was the boil's bathroom she couldn't just go in.

"Calder..? Calder, are you in there? Er...is..is everyone decent?" She blushed, faltering in her firm determination for the moment. She couldn't just go into the boil's bathroom!

After the last round of speed 'friending', Riyo wasn't sure if she wanted another go or not. It was so confusing. She didn't want to be alone, but by the same token everyone she met seemed to bother her. The people bothering her part was nothing new, and that's pretty much why she stayed away from parties and the like.. But what was with the loneliness? Why was she so bothered by men she didn't care about finding other women to bother? AUGH.

BOTHER BOTHER BOTHER.

She'd taken some initiative and filled up her cup of punch, still hoping that eventually someone would grow a pair and dump alcohol in. That'd probably make things easier. Not better. Easier. The ghoul could use a good numbing after the s**t she'd been through recently...

Speaking of s**t she'd been through recently, it was a chance spotting, but the ghoul's red eyes happened to glance over a certain... Other bakeneko. It figured, the moment she'd taken a sip from her cup, the overwhelming feeling of being caught off guard caused her to choke.

What was he doing here? WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE? No no no no no. No no. No! Noooooooo. No. What should she do? Should she leave? Should she run? Should she hide? Riyo was out in the open with no door to slam in his face. She felt... Vulnerable. Oh so vulnerable.

And the whole time she was thinking, the demon didn't even entertain the fact that she was still staring at him and should probably stop.

Deacon had wanted to strangle Astra and Yuki when they sauntered off to their sickeningly sweet activities, and was convinced that he had barely been able to contain the attempt. His fists flexed at his sides, claws biting against the inside of his palms. It was as though anger was boiling over in him, even without things to provoke him. But, Candlejack, that stupid ghost was enough provocation. He wanted to hurt him. The only thing that stopped him, short of detention, was trying to wrap his mind around just how he'd hurt someone that his fist might very well just pass through.

Anxiety tugged at him. Hard. His gaze darted behind him, swiftly even, as though he suddenly thought that someone was sneaking up on him. There was a wall there; of course there wasn't someone there.

He felt like someone was watching him. This time it wasn't just in his head. After a brief fidgeting trying to pinpoint just who that feeling was being caused by - for the tiniest moment, he looked on the edge of panic - his eyes met hers. His own were wide, pupils dilated into fine slits.

The hair on the back of his neck and along his tail immediately began to bristle. He said nothing, sharing that same startled look. But, there was something more to it...

He sucked in a breath when he realized he hadn't for several moments too long.

This was exactly why he didn't want to ******** be here.

"IF YOU BOTH KEEP MAKING THOSE FACES, THEY'RE GONNA FREEZE LIKE THAT Y'KNOW."

Cady was back from another pass at the refreshment table and was just brimming with helpful advice. And sugar.

We're? Oh..Calder wasn't alone? Oh dear, was she...interrupting? She was no fool, she knew darn well what she could be interrupting in there. "Ah..yes! It's Junko. Um...o-okay." She stood there and just stared into the door. Was this even allowed?

You had to do this, Junko! This was life of death! She breathed in deeply, her cheeks a flushed hot pink as she strode into the boil's bathroom. Every logical thought in her head was 'GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!!!!!!' but she continued on anyway until she found the two boils cuddling on the sinks. Eh? The other bathroo--

...That was a urinal. "OhjackI'mintheboil'sbathroom!" She suddenly squeaked out as she saw the very friendly reminder. She closed her eyes a moment and tightened her grip around the scissors, brush and comb. "N-no! They'refine. I..I uh...Calder! Your hair um...I..Icametofixit."

This was forbidden territoryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Calder looked at Junko, confused why she was squeaking over being in the boil's bathroom. He glanced around, noticed there wasn't any boil peeing to make her this worried, and turned back to her. "Yeah, it is. Is it that scary?" He thought a moment and then shrugged. "The ghoul's bathroom isn't any different from ours last time I checked...aside from those." He pointed to the urinals, and if that was what she was afraid of, then he didn't know how to cover them up to make her less nervous. "That and they have nice couches." Did you need to ask why he knew this?

It was then that he noticed the scissors, comb, and brush in her hands, and then she reminded him of his hair. He paled once more, and he touched his hair. "What? Did...did someone send you here? OMJ, does EVERYONE know?" He let out a whine and then pressed the crown of his head to Barth's chest. "Everyone's already talking about my ugly hhaaaaiiiirrrrr."