𝔹𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕞𝕟𝕚𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖~~~~~ (♡♤ 𝐀 𝙏𝙒𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝙄𝘾 ♢♧)

𝖳𝗁є вє𝗀í𝗇𝗇í𝗇𝗀𝗌 σ𝖿 α Вí𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽αч

NOTES:

Hey so heads up two characters confidently fuck up their guesses while in their sort of perspective

Again, realism strikes.

Just remember that and to not be fooled by that  :)
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She woke up to fire alarms blaring at 3 am, her body in a strange entanglement with the Adeuce duo, and immediately got distracted for a few minutes trying to remember when she'd returned to the room before passing back out whilst the alarms continued their racket.

Unfortunately, Deuce was genuinely worried for her wellbeing and she felt bad about ignoring him, so off they ran.

Once smelling smoke, she had a general guess of what happened and decided to go back to bed while everyone else booked it to A101.

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"WHAT ON WONDERLAND HAVE YOU DONE THIS TIME!? I WILL HAVE YOUR HEADS!"

"ITS NOT US THIS TIME, I SWEAR!"

The seven of the eight first years bumbled out of the room, dashing past a fuming Riddle to locate the source of the alarms trigger, if the suspicious black smoke rising out from A101 wasn't an obvious indication.

Vyr seemed to attempt at pulling something out of his bag as he ran, Jack doing the equivalent of an urgent speedwalk, Brutus and Elephys leisurely tailed the group.
While Epel was angrily beelining for the room, cursing loudly all the while, Deuce ran straight into a wall before recovering and continuing forward. Ace began laughing, only to be hit square in the face with an opening door.

Kalim and Makab ran out of A102, the prior wielding a kitchen knife he had somehow acquired, nearly busting down the door of A101 to get in.

Lilia stood at ground zero, the kitchen of A101 now practically charred while he held a severely deformed cake in hand, to the horror of Trey, who was gripping a spare bag of flour for dear life while Cater filmed the catastrophe as he poured water on the remaining bits of fire.

Rook, who had unexplainably reappeared on Day 2, complimented the horrors while disassembling an alarm, Lonnie staring on from the couch with a sigh.

Noticing the rests panicked entry, Lilia glanced around.

"Oh dear, it seems i've woken everyone. My apologies."

"Why are you cremating a cake at 6 in the morning?!"

"Cremating? How mean. It was supposed to be for you, you know."

Turning to Ace, who was among the horrified at the burnt destruction of what only the devil could call a cake being held in his direction, he smiled.

"Well, seeing as that you're awake, I hope I'll be the first to say, Happy Birthday, Dearie."

Before he could get out an reponse, the majority of the room erupted into mild chaos.

"TODAYS YOUR BIRTHDAY?!?"

"Vyr, too loud."

"Bon Anniversaire, Monsieur Filou!"

"Acey! Why didn't you tell us!"

"He told Epel and I."

"Eh', more like Ophelia did."

"Either way, that means I have to do another grocery run, since the flour has been...I'm not exactly sure if that counts as used or not."

"Don't worry guys! There's definitely still time to plan a party!"