The shooting range [Sunday morning]

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Hearing Kitty casually announce that Four's mother was on the island this week?

Cue a slight breakdown for Four.

...okay, a major breakdown, because as far as he knew, his mother had died when he was young.

Thus shooting things at at the range because violence was cathartic.

[OOC: Open!]

The roof [Sunday evening]

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On the one hand, it'd been a really nice weekend of events, and Rapunzel was really, really, really glad that no one had come to see her. Because if anyone had -- if Mother had, since she was the only candidate, really -- she would undoubtedly already be back in her tower, safe and sound away from all the new things she'd grown to love.

But it still didn't mean that seeing all her classmates with their parents, and their friends from home, and their brothers and sisters and so on hadn't made her...well. Kind of homesick.

So Sunday night, when it seemed like most people were saying their last goodbyes, Rapunzel headed up to the roof with Pascal and her sketchpad to watch the sunset and think. She'd started to try to draw, but mostly kept finding herself doodling a dark woman with curly hair -- Mother had her problems, and there were things that she didn't miss, of course, but....

She just felt kind of alone, that was all. So she'd just sit out here for tonight until her loneliness wore off and she was ready around to be around other people again. She didn't want to end up sad when someone was telling her a story that should make her smile -- that wasn't fair to them, after all.

[here, have an emo roofpost! totally open.]