AND WE WILL NEVER BE ROYALS

[journalname]

[Wednesday evening, as the posters promised, it is time for a group dinner!

Corrin and Asgore appear to have gone all out on this. There's not many materials to decorate the dining hall, but someone has found the candles in the storage closet and set them out on the long tables to try and replace the flickering fluorescent lights with something a little more peaceful. The spread is simple, but fairly varied; there's a few different kinds of soup and sandwiches, and even what appears to be a few simple homemade pies.

For now, the mood is warm and mellow. The hosts and helpers are milling around, making sure that everyone is comfortable and well-fed, but this is just a dinner party for now. Games and entertainment can come later, after everyone has utterly lost their minds from boredom!]

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[barehands]

Um... Okay. Why?

[yourpiecenow]

Because people are assholes. And, given the chance, they will always fuck you over to save themselves. Always.

[barehands]

[She hesitates for a moment, a sympathetic look coming over her face.]

I'm really sorry that's been your experience... That's awful.

[yourpiecenow]

And I'm sorry you haven't. Because that just means it's coming.

[barehands]

...I don't really think so.

[But that's said mildly, timidly, before she continues on.]

If I can ask... What happened that made you think like that?