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[indent][sub][COLOR=0F9D76][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Holly's Bedroom, Holloway Residence[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=0F9D76][b]Timeframe[/b][/COLOR] [I]Afternoon[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=0F9D76][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Lee [@TGM][/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=0F9D76][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5438783]Click Here[/url][/I][/right][/SUP][/indent]
[indent][indent][color=0F9D76]"I still don't know how your mom listens to this stuff."[/color] 

Holly sat backwards in her desk chair, resting her arms on the back of the seat. Jessie by Paw had been playing in the background through muted speakers, turned down to not draw any potential [i]attention[/i] from lurking creeps. The brick walls of the house would've probably blocked the sound, but it was better to be safe than sorry, Holly felt.

Ever since Holly had found an antique cassette player at a yard sale, listening to music had become a common "hangout hobby" for the two girls. Raiding Mrs. Graves' music stash was their ritual, playing whatever weird tapes Lee pulled from old storage totes that probably hadn't seen the light of day in years. There were probably better ways to spend their time, but Huddeen never had much going for it even prior to the apocalypse. If you didn't want to hang at the Greenhouse—which, with Lee not being much of a socialite, didn't happen often—you had to figure out your own ways to have fun and games.

As the tape switched to the next song, Holly looked at her phone. It was almost time for their gathering, or meeting as Jason had put it. While Holly thought it was a great idea for them to put their heads together, after all, the apocalypse wasn't going anywhere soon, she still had her reservations. Leaving out the older folk wasn't going to help their situation, and despite being childhood friends, Holly often believed Jason wasn't quite the "sharpest tool in the shed". She felt awful for thinking so, but Holly didn't see Jason as one to take charge; prior antics leaving her unsure of his ability to lead and organize.

Regardless, his message to the "Survival Squad" was at least a start to potentially something greater. Something that might just keep them alive until rescue came—if it was coming [i]at all[/i]. 

[color=0f9d76]"It's about time for Jason's meeting across the street."[/color] Holly announced, standing up from the chair. [color=0f9d76]"I'm going to check on Morgan, see if she's still napping, before I head over there. You coming?"[/color][/indent][/indent]