[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://i.makeagif.com/media/7-07-2015/oB7pM2.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Hotel[/center][hr][hr]Tuesday hadn't brought too much with her, just a few changes of clothes and her personal belongings, all shoved into a backpack. Slinging her bag back over her shoulders as she left the car, she felt even more like she was back in high school. The only difference would be that now, her teachers would likely try to distance themselves from her, rather than wrapping her in warm hugs and going on about how great her life would be. She couldn't even legally work at a school anymore, something no one expected. 

They'd all thought that Riley would be the one who'd end up in prison out of the Ridgeway Twins.

[color=ff6600]"Cynthia, everything okay?"[/color] Tuesday asked, frowning a bit. The girl was acting bizarrely, darting around like a kid playing [i]Spies![/i] The murders couldn't have helped with her mental state. Once Riley got the room key and they all went to the room, as far as Tuesday was aware, Cynthia only became more paranoid. 

[color=ff6600]"Relax, Cynth, it's just us,"[/color] Tuesday said calmly, smiling at her. [color=ff6600]"Did you see something?"[/color] Had it been anyone else, Tuesday would have asked if Casper the Friendly Ghost was there, but she doubted it'd be the best idea. Cynthia didn't need jokes and anger--she needed understanding. 

Hearing Cynthia's speech, Tuesday's eyes widened and she cupped her hand to her mouth. [color=ff6600]"Shit, are you sure?"[/color] she asked. After hearing everything about Kai and Ada, [i]especially[/i] the husband returning from the dead, she couldn't help but giggle in amusement herself. [color=ff6600]"Wow...Guess [i]someone[/i] moved on quickly,"[/color] she snickered, despite not having seen the truck herself, and only having Cynthia's word for it.