I'm running out of toilet paper and food in the surprisingly big janitor's closet that I locked myself in about three weeks ago, dude. 川o･-･)ﾉ If anyone is alive and can read this, please send more toilet paper and food. There's a toilet in here. ⊃゜Д゜）⊃ Like a secret toilet, dude. It's a really nice janitor's closet. There's a bunch of old videogame systems and a TV in the secret toilet room. But not too nice. Not nice enough that anyone else should stay in here with me. ( •᷄⌓•᷅ )

Please help me not starve, okay thanks, dude. (oﾟ□ﾟ)o Message me back soon to let me know you're alive and can help out. Reduced price fortunetelling for anybody who helps. (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

Hey so...

Alright, I'll just cut through the pretense. Looks like the sky is falling, eh? You'd think there would be at least two or three people at the school that had some kind of insta-fix when it comes to this situation. But instead, I guess we're trapped in FDC. I don't have much to offer at the moment outside of being someone to freak out at I guess. If someone needs that.
Meanwhile, when it comes to me and mine... We stay cool, we stay together, we'll figure this shit out. Are you guys all okay? Obviously Bulba's already here, but between our two bedrooms, we've got plenty of space. If you wanted to come camp out in the RA dorm... I'd like that.

[Private to Blue]
You always were smarter than me when it came to logical moves. Mind laying down some of your trademark wisdom on me? I'm not saying this is weirding me out, but...