Archer Warrick: February 26th,20XX
I’d known something was up when Joyce had come to the building with a parade of clothing behind her, but I’d been too sleepy to put things together fast enough.
All the signs were there.
Aaron, who tagged along with a reluctant expression and kept shooting us sympathetic expressions. The cold and calculating way Joyce looked us all over, and the shy but excited-looking team of people that also served as bag carriers.
Joyce had woken us up and called us down to the lobby about an hour ago. I’d gotten myself and Eva dressed pretty quickly since we were used to being woken up at weird times, but the others fared much worse.
Kaja and Tillo competed for who could do the best zombie impression as they rolled Destia to the elevator. Destia tried her best to
