+ Guilt Runs Deep

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The Mansion
When: Feb 23-25
Rating: Please warn in top level subject lines for potential triggers/NSFW
Summary: Various residents are trapped in their own guilt, watching their guiltiest memory play on a loop.
The Story:

Welcome to the gathering post for the event. Please see the plotting post for more information + the bulletin board link. Have fun!

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[entreats]

[ There's a moment of a silence that is actually - for once - very, very awkward.

Ange may or may not usually just be using her deadpan to hide a severe lack of social skills. Which becomes apparent right now, where he's heavily debating whether or not to say the honest answer and be rude or not. ]

.. You kind of look like a kid. [ At least she has the decency to sound a little awkward for once as she says it.

(It's also a pretty rich statement coming from the girl who wears the same bobble hair accessoires as six year olds.) ]

[singloversing]

[It isn't the first time he's heard that before. At home he's a young-looking fifteen, about to be a young-looking sixteen.]

Yeah, well. ...Bare minimum, even with all the other age weirdness, I'm a sophomore in high school? I-I even have my driver's permit! Though I, um. Haven't actually done a lot of driving yet.

[It's not a very compelling argument, but he's definitely been mixed up with middle schoolers a few too many times.]

[entreats]

People can drive at that age? [ She seems surprised, but at least this time it has absolutely nothing to do with how she perceives Wirt's age.

Instead it has everything to do with Ange growing up in a rich people environment with drivers and all, so she has no idea of normal society standards on stuff like when people can drive. Or how much bananas cost in the grocery store. ]

I guess I could just be wrong though. I haven't exactly seen a whole lot of guys your age back home. I went to an all girls middle and high school.