Harper hopped off her perch and went to the other room with the others, watching in confusion as they struggled to remove their masks. She frowned. Curiously, she tried to lift hers off. Nothing.
Well, she was wearing a mask now. That was fine. The others could find a way to get it off later.
She snickered thinking about how the pastor would react to her little situation.
She lifted up the bottle she was still holding to take a sip, only for it to knock against her mask. She rolled her eyes. Fine. So there was no drinking with this thing on.
Stumbling a little, she walked over to the posh British kid and his 'miss Alice', throwing an arm around Alice's shoulders, "Do either of you lovelies know where I can find a straw? This bottle here is almost done-" she held up the bottle and gave it a little shake, "-and I'd like to finish at least one of the things I started last evening."
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