Chapter 26: Intermission: Saturday: It's ... not .... alright
May 14, 2026 at 3:40 AM
Miss Bloomie (Surprised): What happened? Wh- Why is your whole apartment like this?
Miss Thavel: ... It's ... just some decorat-
Miss Bloomie: Don't. You. dare! This isn't ... can you just tell me what's wrong?
Miss Thavel: ... okay, just ...
*Miss Thavel and Miss Bloomie move to a different section of the apartment. Miss Thavel sits in a corner. The eye patterns are more prevalent. She removes her block reef and sits it down beside her. She transforms into her true form as she lights a small candle. Miss Bloomie sits at the opposite corner of the room. *
Miss Thavel: It ... I ... do you feel happy with what you do?
Miss Bloomie: K*lling students? *Thavel nods* Of course I do. *Miss Bloomie's expression turns to a frown. * Do you not-
Miss Thavel: It's not that I don't like that. I just ...
*sighs*
It feels like our friendship ... it feels fake. It feels like you and Circle spend time with me out of pity.
Miss Bloomie: What are you talking about? Do you think we'd spend all of this time with you today for a reason as petty as that? W
Miss Thavel: ... yes ... you would ... you both would. Because you have to. If I hadn't k*lled Sasha, you wouldn't be sitting here. I'm nothing more than an assignment to you.
Miss Bloomie: ... no ... y-
Miss Thavel: When was the last time we had a meaningful conversation? Tuesday!!?? You ask how I'm doing -
Miss Bloomie: SEE. I d-
Miss Thavel: You ask how I'm doing, but it feels like you're only doing that because I'm useful. You need me to be there to help you k*ll students. You NEVER care about me outside of that. I'm not a person to you. The school. Circle. Or anyone else. If I .... If I k*lled myself it'd make your jobs more difficult. That's. IT. If I wasn't a killer, you wouldn't ... you wouldn't ....
*Miss Thavel's eyes start tearing up. *
Miss Bloomie: I can't believe you. We were planning on hanging out before any of this happened. Why - why can't you see that?
*Miss Bloomie tries to move closer, but Miss Thavel slams her arm into the wall, cracking it. *
Miss Thavel: GET!!!!! OUT!!!!!!!!!