PRESCOTT BLOOD DRIVE

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BLOOD DRIVE

GIVE US YOUR BLOOD

Prescott Fire Station is holding a blood drive! Anyone in the Quad in the giving spirit is invited to drop by and drop off a pint. Please only donate your own blood, and straight from the source—dusty mason jars full of mystery blood will not be accepted at this time.

Make sure to stick around post-donation; Arlo Rattray is cooking up vegan pancakes shaped like blood drops and snowmen to help replenish that blood they just sucked out of you. For anyone who doesn't like breakfast there's also a couple packs of peanut butter Oreos, but they're not thematic or anything so they're not fun.

VOLUNTEER SPOTS

After donating, Quaid starts to feel woozy and nearly hits the floor—but they're caught by [RESPONDER (or trainee) B].

Around the pancake table, [VOLUNTEER C] knocks a bottle of maple syrup off the counter and gets stuck washing dishes as penitence—and holy shit, there are a LOT of dishes.

Edgar, meanwhile, gets sent to a cot to lie down for a few minutes and winds up taking an impromptu three-hour nap. Oh, god, what time is it, where are they, what is their name?

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SCENES: Carter & Nat

[fixeddown]

"They'll have plenty." Carter insists, especially once she clocks the slow blink, and shoves out the cookie a little more insistently. She does pretend she has no idea who Nat could be speaking of, cocking her head to clock Reggie. She doesn't look long. "Oh. No. Keep it secret. Famously not into snitches, actually."

SCENES: Carter & Nat

[malting]

Nat takes the sugary gift with gratitude before biting it clean in half. "You aren't, or she's not," Nat prods with a smile, making sure to finish chewing before she speaks. "I thought you were both just famously into eachother." Another bite.

SCENES: Carter & Nat

[fixeddown]

"Ew." This is probably too violent and immediate, if quiet. She does consider just turning around and leaving, but that'd be even more damning. Carter course corrects by wrinkling her nose. "I mean. I wouldn't. Say it like that. No snitches is the main thing."

SCENES: Carter & Nat

[malting]

Ew? Nat does her best to control her instinctive laughter to that reaction and finishes her Oreo at an unbothered, leisurely pace. "How would you say it, then?" Nat asks sincerely, quietly. "Why would it be so bad?"