[ It takes Julie a minute to piece this one together. When you only know someone by their handwriting, it really doesn't matter if they're covered in a sheet, which... well, the thought is appreciated, at least. Sure, she wasn't expecting all these people from weird other planets and times to properly dress for a Halloween party, but she also did not think she would get a sheet ghost. She's not even sure she's ever seen a sheet ghost in real life; it seems more like a cliche than a thing people actually do.
But she doesn't want to pass judgement. Maybe this is the height of Halloween fashion for whatever place this person is from.
Since she can't even place the voice, having never heard it before, it's a long pause before she remembers someone offering to bring homemade Fireball. Which, honestly, is interesting to Julie because she definitely comes from people who dabble in moonshining. Also, at worst, it's just going to be whiskey with cinnamon in it, right? She can always force down a single gulp. ]
Oh, hey! Himeka, right? Thanks! I can have Steven pour some if you want.
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But she doesn't want to pass judgement. Maybe this is the height of Halloween fashion for whatever place this person is from.
Since she can't even place the voice, having never heard it before, it's a long pause before she remembers someone offering to bring homemade Fireball. Which, honestly, is interesting to Julie because she definitely comes from people who dabble in moonshining. Also, at worst, it's just going to be whiskey with cinnamon in it, right? She can always force down a single gulp. ]
Oh, hey! Himeka, right? Thanks! I can have Steven pour some if you want.