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STASSI HAD KNOWN THE HOST - it was indeed a shame and if anything it had left her feeling ill to her stomach. her coat was as grey as the winter sky while red locks brush against the wind. Her eyes peek up to the other stranger before looking around. “ you sure it’s Mr. Collins? “ she answers with a soft gasp as memories of childhood visits with the man form into her head. “I suppose we should call someone or at least cover him up.”

Though he’d been fixated on the body for some time, his attention was suddenly directed to a woman, much smaller than he and seemingly more concerned. “I never forget a face.” He replied, though he figured his answer wouldn’t do her much good. “Perhaps there’s a telephone inside, but I’ve tried my cell all morning and reception’s ‘bout scarce as can be out here it seems.”

#c: stassi #figured maybe they could go inside and look for a phone #aka some clues #aka do something

Had someone told Harrison Harvey a week ago that the extended work vacation he was about to embark on would quickly turn into a murder mystery dinner party, he’d have laughed in their faces and blown smoke in it, just for kicks. But unfortunately for America’s pretty boy, that was his reality now, as he stood with a group of other guests who had gathered near where the body was found. There was a murderer among them, as this was clearly no accident, and tensions already seemed to be running a bit high. He decided to take it upon himself to ease the tension. “Can’t say I knew the poor bastard well, but shit,” His eyes lingered over the body for moments too long, “That’s a rough way to go out.”