enfangs | primrose.

[white wouldn't consider himself a musical person by any means, but he's getting a little bored, so why not try something new?

so he's here in the music room to poke at some instruments, though he pauses when he notices someone else already in the room, albeit presumably for a different purpose.]

[ She wanders! That's what dancers do, that's what travelers do, that's what Primrose does, and in the course of wandering, she comes across White. As one does. ]

It seems as though no one is feeling like resting tonight.

[well, white's now drunk thanks to the party, and canon gives us nothing so i get to decide what kind of drunk he is

so he's just going to walk up to primose and start weeping into her shoulder]

[i'm swiftly running out of setting ideas so white is just playing video games by his lonesome in the rec room, hello]

[they're.............. somewhere anyway white is just minding his own business when their eyes meet—and suddenly there's a memory.

...]

[hi, primrose.]

You look like shit. Uh, no offence.

[white's just chilling in the planetarium, although admittedly it's not quite chilling given that he looks deep in thought as he stares up at the fake sky.]

[white is investigating the new places! and by investigating, i mean he's gotten distracted by watching the koi in the spa.

"what about everything else" no]

[ She actually seems to have been looking for him, finally poking her head in the kitchen and-- ]

Ah. There you are.

week 0, monday

Week 0, Saturday

week 1, monday

week 1, wednesday

week 2, monday

week 2, thursday

week 3, friday