hotel: clementine

[shaft]

not post trial....

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[stillnot]

I'm always alert and you're the one who probably can't see straight.

What's wrong?

[shaft]

[ He rubs his eyes. ]

Do you really want to discuss this now?

[stillnot]

There won't always be a better time.

[shaft]

[ there are clowns clementine ]

It's not me... I left one of the rooms and was suddenly overcome with grief.

[stillnot]

[ yeah and the clowns might kill them and then they'll die without addressing it! ]

Huh. Well, that sucks.

[ so compassionate. so kind. ]

[shaft]

Why did you even ask?

[ THIS GIRL ]

[stillnot]

Because I was worried.

But if it's just some magic side effect and it's not even about anything I can help you with then it just is what it is.

[shaft]

[ ... ]

Then I apologize for being curt—

[ ANYWAY CLOWNS ARE NOW COMING AT THEM ]

[stillnot]

[ she would be like 'you don't have to apologize' but uhhh that's a clown and she's pulling out a kitchen knife half on reflex. ]

Oh, God. I haven't seen a clown in...

[ she does not even know how long. no one is a clown in the zombie apocalypse. ]

[shaft]

[ Claude also whips out a dagger, his last experience with clowns was Not Great, and in response the clowns take out... extremely large shoes... and start beating them. ]

Ow! What is going on—

[stillnot]

[ oh god. clem is trying to block shoe-attacks with one arm and stab with the other. don't just stab things right away?! ]

I don't think this is what they were like!

[shaft]

[ they chose violence

but there was no other path. ]

We're- severely outnumbered. We'll have to run!

[ just as he turns tail the clowns... start... getting bigger. ]