week three - sunday, post execution (lief)

[eisenundblut]

[Prussia tries to catch Lief's eye before leaving the site of the execution. She's covered Newt's body with her jacket, because honestly... she doesn't know what else to do with it right now. She's holding Hayner's vest folded neatly over one arm, and a stick of sea-salt ice cream in her hand as she unlocks their door and pushes it open with her foot.

Then she just sags to the bed to wait for Lief to show up. She... isn't really hungry, but Hayner wanted everybody to eat ice cream, right? It feels wrong to just leave it.]

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[eisenundblut]

Tch.

[She closes her journal and flops backward onto her bed, throwing an arm over her eyes.]

I hate waiting! Can't even hang out with Newt and Jack anymore. That asshole even drank the last of the Jäger Austria asked for.