[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/67b8293d571a6482cf1dfa308493139b/tumblr_mjicmxvEaG1qijnxzo2_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Hotel[/center][hr][hr][color=ff6600]"You always were a Cookie Monster,"[/color] Tuesday mused, eating the remainder of the food, now that Cynthia and Riley had gotten their share. Munching on her food, she watched Cynthia out of the corner of her eye, deciding it was best just to let her ramble and get it all out of her system. That was, of course, until she started singing. She raised an eyebrow, elbowing Riley. [color=ff6600]"You two should do concerts together -- could call yourself the Pretty Coconuts!"[/color]

She giggled a bit, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. With all of the murders going on, she couldn't help but feel woefully ill informed. As far as she was aware, there could have been more to this than was being let on. Glancing at Riley, she turned the conversation back to the grim happenings, perhaps for the worst. 

[color=ff6600]"Do you guys have any idea what sick fuck is doing this?"[/color] Tuesday asked, perhaps a bit too bluntly. Cynthia, Riley, and herself had all been ruled out. Anyone who had gone in a pair back from the party was ruled out. And from what she'd heard last night, prom dresses had something to do with it as well. 

[color=ff6600]"They've managed to narrow it down to a few people....right?"[/color] Tuesday questioned, already a bit worried about the answer. The murder mystery in the sleepy town hardly made any sense to her, and a bit nervous, Tuesday scratched at her arm subconsciously. It wasn't that she was fearful of being killed--she was afraid that she, somehow, might be blamed for all of the deaths. So many of her classmates had become celebrities, she wouldn't have been surprised if the story made national news.

[color=ff6600]"Riley, maybe you should go back to your tour?"[/color] Tuesday suggested. [color=ff6600]"You've got bodyguards and all, probably safer there..."[/color]