backdated to morning of the 19th/before babies

[squartatore]

[written:]

Locked in what seems to be a home ec teacher's finest dream. With some other people. [read: she didn't care enough to get all their names]

We have our journals, [obviously,] so if someone you know went missing yesterday, he or she might be here. Don't listen in otherwise, the most exciting thing that's happened is a fire. [...] And guys trying to use sewing machines. [LIKE SHE CAN HANDLE ONE ANY BETTER (well, maybe, some of their skills are questionable. Sam, what are you even doing?)]

[ooc: open for communication to/from the room \o/ and action for plot participants, if you'd like]

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written;

[hostess]

A home ec room? How many of you are there?

written;

[squartatore]

[pause; she counts the people in the room, which is sorta hard when some of them are moving and/or flailing about]

Twenty or so. Why?