private role play part 2

It was just a simple frat party, right? You didn't want to get too crazy or drunk because you had plans for the next day. In fact, you don't even know why you agreed to attending this party. Your best friend, Exila somehow convinced you. She's really good at that. She even convinced you to have "just one more drink", to which you knew you lost it. You don't remember much afterwards, except the fuzzy memories of you getting into a car with Exila and another guy, you don't remember his name, despite Exila talking about him a lot. He was quiet from what you remember. Anyway, the rest was a blur; You left the car, you went into a house, and you fell asleep on something cushioned.

You wake up a with a splitting headache. Next to you was Exila, asleep, and you quietly thanked her for staying with you overnight rather than sleeping with the other guy. You look around and notice two people in the kitchen, having what sounds like an intellectual discussion. You stand up, clutching your head in pain as you head toward the kitchen. The two in the kitchen turn to see you in pain and pause their discussion to greet you.
"Good morning, princess," the guy with dyed blue hair and glasses chirped, "I don't think we've officially met. My name is Yuki. And you are?"
You smile and shake his hand that he offered to you, telling him your name. The girl with full black hair leaned forward over the island counter and smirked at you. "My name is Myst. It's nice to meet you." She says, turning and grabbing a glass of some liquid. She turns back around and hands it to you.
"This is coconut water, it'll help with the headache."

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Myst winks at you and points at Yuki.
"By the way, you should call him Kiki. He loves it."
Yuki's eyes widen with an undying rage as he turns to Myst stiffly.
"I swear to God, Myst, if you tell one more person to call me that I will throw a book at your face."
"Oh, is it going to be the Bible, cause you're so religious?"
"I am not Christian!"
"Is that right? Which God are you swearing to, Kiki?"
Yuki turns his whole body towards Myst and is about to start yelling when a voice behind you gets the attention of all three of you.
"Hey," It's low and demanding, and it sends a chill down your spine. You turn around. It's the guy that Exila always talks about.
"Macy and Exxy are still asleep. Can you keep it down in here?"

Exila- Exila Smith
Yuki- Yuki Whitman
Myst- Myst Blaire
Jean- Christian Jean White
Macy- MacKenzie Parkwood

Yuki and Myst immediately comply to the man. Myst sets down her own glass of coconut water after taking a sip from it. She gently turns her head towards you and nods at the man.
"That's Jean, by the way. We always crash at his house after a big party." She then darts her eyes back to Jean with what seemed to be a forced look of respect and said,
"Your highness, you're going to need more coconut water."
Jean is motionless in his reaction. He stares daggers at Myst, who does not seem bothered by his hateful glare as she sips her coconut water.
"Anyway, Macy and Exxy should wake up anyway. It's almost ten."
Yuki turns to you.
"Do you want something better to drink than coconut water? Like, I don't know, tea? Or coffee?"
He says this loud enough for Myst to hear, just to piss her off a bit more.

Jean went off to go wake up Exila and Macy.
"Yeah," Myst responded to Rai, "A couple other people were there, but Jean didn't want them at his house. Everyone else we didn't really know that well anyway."
Yuki walks over to the fridge and pulls out a handful of fruits.
"Which one, princess? Jean has oranges, apples and bananas."
Myst rolls her eyes at Yuki and walks over to one of the stools that rested at the island counter.
"If you're going to call her princess at least let her call you Kiki."
Yuki huffs at Myst, ignoring her as he looks back at you for a response, taking a bite out of an apple.

Yuki raises an eyebrow. "She speaks!" He chimes, tossing an apple to you. He puts the rest of the fruits back into the fridge as Exila sleepily walks into the kitchen.
"What time is it?" She asks gruffly, eyes squinted at the lights.
"Monday, 4pm." Myst responds, serving an elbow in the side from Yuki.
"It's a quarter til 10 in the morning, Exxy. On a Sunday." He put a bit more emphasis on the 'Sunday' part. Exila looks around as she plops down in a seat next to Myst, grabbing the cup of coconut water Myst handed her.
"Where's Jean?"
Myst sighs and shrugs, "Probably waking up Macy."
Exila looks down and mumbles to herself.
"He's been back there a long time."
Myst nods, remembering Exila's interest in Jean.
"Well, you know Jean, the man-whore." Myst retorts.
"He is not a man-whore!" Exila snaps back.
"Speak of the devil." Yuki says in a warning voice.
Something was wrong, though. Jean looked troubled. Exila noticed it immediately.
"Hey, Jean? What's wrong? Where's Macy?"
Jean looks at Exila and sighs heavily and slowly.
"We have a problem." There's a long pause between his words. Almost as if he's giving everyone time to prepare.
"Macy is dead."

Everyone else gasps, and Exila holds back tears.
"She's cold, she's been dead for several hours now." Jean looks over at Myst and Yuki.
"Can you two come with me?"
Myst and Yuki stand up and make their way out of the kitchen. They follow Jean into the hallway and make a turn, going out of sight. Exila looks at you, tears running down her face as she holds her arms out for a hug.
"I can't believe this is happening, Rai. This has to be a nightmare. Or some cruel joke. I don't want her to be dead, Rai." She says through sobs.

After a few moments of silence, Jean walks into the room. Without a word, he approaches the front door and locks it with a code. As he does this, Yuki and Myst walk into the room with concerned looks on their faces. They sit next to you and Exila and watch Jean in silence. Jean returns to where everyone is sitting and looks at you and Exila. He inhales deeply, blinking slowly.
"We think Macy was poisoned."
He gives everyone a bit of time to allow the news to settle in.
"It wasn't at the party. It must have been here. I kept an eye on everyone's drinks while they had their back turned, but I did not manage the snack we had when we got home."
Myst inhales sharply and adds her comment.
"There wasn't any wounds or signs of struggle on Macy's body, but there was a bit of foam or drool mixed with blood coming out of her mouth."
Jean looks at the other four with a hollow seriousness in his eyes.
"Whichever of you thought this would be a funny prank, you were wrong, and someone is dead now. It is time you admit to your crime and allow us to turn you in to the police."
A heavy air settles on top of the cold silence.

Jean turns to look at you.
"You all had a snack last night before we crashed. Does anyone remember what it was?"
There was a moment of silence before Myst chimed in.
"Noodles. I saw the trash this morning, there was tons of packets at the top."
Yuki tilts his head and absentmindedly puts his thumb to his lips, in deep thought.
"Are you sure she had some, though? MacKenzie doesn't eat much."
Exila sighs heavily, adjusting her position in her seat.
"Was anyone not drunk last night?" She asks, with a tinge of frustration in her voice. Myst immediately pipes in.
"Yuki and Jean were the designated drivers. Do y'all remember?"
Yuki answers quietly but surely, "I don't remember, I'm sorry I wasn't paying much attention."
Myst responds with a new emotion in her voice. "Yeah, you were too busy trying to disprove everything everyone said." Yuki reciprocates.
"Yeah, right, like you don't do the exact same?"
Jean intervenes immediately.
"Yuki. Myst. Please take this seriously. Macy is dead."

Yuki absentmindedly twiddled his thumbs, keeping his eyes locked on the table to avoid eye contact with anyone.
"I had a drink after we got home. I was one of the designated drivers so I couldn't drink until we arrived home." Myst rolls her eyes.
"You said you weren't going to drink unless in a controlled environment with someone to watch how much you had."
Yuki snapped back.
"Which is why I waited until we got home and asked Jean to monitor my alcohol intake. He only let me have one and a half bottles."
Myst turns her head back to Jean expectantly. "So? Jean, you were the only one sober, you want to find the murderer too, you might as well tell everyone what you were doing last night."
Jean sighs, slowly making eye contact with everyone around the table. He goes over his story in his head and plans out each word before speaking them.
"When we got home, Exila and I went to my room for just a few minutes. When we came out, everyone was around the table and I could smell the noodles. Everyone had already put away their dishes so I don't know who ate or who cooked. I decided to help set up some places to sleep in the living room, so I went to the hallway to grab some blankets and pillows. When I came back, Exila and Rai were chilling on the couch. I didn't see anyone else. I prepared the beds for everyone and started to develop a headache so I went to sleep. It was a little after 1am when I went to bed. That's my alibi." Jean leans back in his chair smoothly as he inhales at the last word. He turns his head to Myst and eyes her expression.
"I gave my story, now it's your turn. We'll all go around telling everyone what we remembered and put the pieces together."

Myst rolls her tongue around in her cheek with an annoyed expression on her face before inhaling sharply.
"We got home, I scrolled through my Instagram, got hungry, and grabbed an orange. That wasn't enough so I asked if anyone was hungry for anything else and decided on noodles. It was simple and easy and wasn't too much to eat. After that I went out to go smoke a cigarette, but I stayed on your property, Jean. I didn't go too far from the house, seeing that I was still a little drunk. After that I came back in to see that there were places to sleep set up so I washed my face in the kitchen and went to sleep. Jean was asleep by then. I don't know about anyone else, I wasn't paying attention." Myst rubbed her eyes after racking her brain trying to remember the story. After a moment she ended with, "That's all I have."
She turned to face you, seeing as you were sitting next to her, and motioned for your recap.

Yuki nods after hearing your story, as if in deep thought. Exila's shay breath indicates that she's about to recape her story.
"I, uh…" Exila wipes the tears from her face and sniffs. "I was with Rai most of the time, yes. And then with Jean when we first got home, but the rest of the time I was in the main room with Rai. I had some noodles too, but not too much. I was afraid I'd throw up if I had too much to drink." Exila turns to look at Yuki. Yuki taps his fingers on the table impatiently, and then proceeds lean forward in his seat.
"When we got home, I sat and debated with myself whether I should grab a drink or not. After Jean came out, I asked him to monitor how much I drink and he agreed to do so. After the first bottle I was already feeling a little sick so I went to the bathroom, and when I came out, beds were set up. I had half of another bottle before turning in for the night."
Yuki's eyes scan the table, making eye contact with everyone around him. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Yuki huffs.
"Anyone got any bright ideas they'd like to share? Or confess to what they did?"

Everyone looks around in a state of surprise from your sudden detective personality. Jean is still as he gazes at you before answering.
"Macy was found in the bathroom. Unless she was moved, we can only assume she was killed there. I can't answer where she slept, but I suggested the love seat for her, considering she's short enough for that."
Jean blinks as his gaze shifts to Yuki. Yuki feels Jean's eyes and holds his breath. After a few moments, he answered.
"I didn't have any noodles, but I sat at the table with everyone."
Exila tries to cover her shaking. She looks down at her lap, furrowing her brows and curling her lips. "No, I had noodles. I must have had the leftovers in the pot or something."
Myst chimes in suddenly.
"Jean, you said 'unless she was moved'. Do you think the one who killed Macy poisoned her so that they could move her without leaving a blood trail?"
Jean takes the thought into consideration as he looks straight ahead to evaluate the information presented.

Yuki and Myst exchange glances as they silently decide who goes first at answering. Myst cleared her throat.
"Actually, it does help. It was just something I do every morning after a night of drinking. Ask anyone here, they can confirm."
Everyone respectively nods as Yuki answers.
"I went to the bathroom, but that was just because I wasn't feeling well." He looks around at everyone with unreadable eyes. Suddenly, without warning, Exila pipes up.
"Why haven't we called the police?"