[for Juno] January 1, 2015

[happy_dsign]

Daphne hadn't waited up for Bay to get home. She'd finished her deliveries for the catering jobs she'd gotten, stopped by City Hall to watch the effigy burn (bee-free this time), had a glass of champagne and gone home and to bed.

But when she woke up and there was still no Bay, she started to worry. Especially when she looked outside and saw that the city was at a standstill, blanketed in deep snow. And when Bay didn't respond to half a dozen increasingly panicked texts, she really started freaking. Desperate she tried Scott, with the same result. She didn't know Scott's mom's number, and all she could do was hope that they had gone there after the party. Maybe they were just hung over and sleeping late. It was possible. She wouldn't relax until she heard from one of them, though.

The apartment was too still, too empty, and she couldn't get anywhere else. She was going to go out of her mind, she was pretty sure. "I have to get out of here," she told Milo. "Stay. Be good." She grabbed her phone and tucked it into a pocket, then packed a half-dozen muffins into a bakery box and headed downstairs to Juno's.

She knocked, hoping her friend was home, at least. She was starting to feel jumpy and on-edge. What if everyone had disappeared again? Including Bay and Scott this time? What if she was snowed in and alone?

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[thecautionarywhale]

Being snowed in sucked balls. Juno had taken stock of the food in her house and realised that if the power stayed out she'd be screwed. There was a pile of food in her freezer, and she refused to open it in the hope it would stay frozen as the poer went on and off.

The knock at the door surprised her, giving up on staring into the near-empty cupboards to answer it. "Daphne. Hey."