week 2, thursday night

[cherrypuncher]

[so anyway here we are

good going guys

at least she got to bring the snacks and the blankets??? first order of business is making sure Jason sits somewhere comfortably and then Yuna pretty much immediately sets to work arranging a blanket and pillow nest in the cell.]

At least it's better than the stocks, right? And we don't have to worry about coyotes this way!

[this place still makes her pretty upset but!!! INSISTENT OPTIMISM!!!!!!!]

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[impulsiveness]

Pfft— Even a cardboard box would be better than the stocks. [He would know. Trust him on this one. Blah blah, something about a tragic orphan backstory.] This place is like a five star hotel next to that pile of cow dung.

[Either way, he's sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall. He'll continue to favor his uninjured arm and shoulder for everything, but even though he chewed Yuna out when she offered to stay with him... He's so relieved to be out of the stocks and somewhere the coyotes (probably) won't get to them.

... Not that any knife happy assholes can't, but. At least he can properly kick their ass now.]