CLOSED / @ozdemir LOCATION: Primordial Clubhouse
Reina’s first stop after having gone home to make sure her kids are still kicking should probably not have been the club. Not only did she not know the state of it, but she’s really got no reason to be hanging around there especially when she’d just openly went behind Seth’s back. But even so, these people are Reina’s family, and although she doesn’t often act like it their wellbeing is a priority for her. So she’s gotta check that the club isn’t damaged, that everyone’s all in one piece, and thankfully that’s what she finds. Oz is inside when she comes strolling in, assessing the place for any damage on the inside. “Lucky it wasn’t worse, huh?” she asks, sparing a glance at the man as she nudges a broken bottle with the toe of her heel that’s most likely not a casualty of the storm, but rather some idiot who thinks the floor is a trash can. “I’m surprised that old tree outside held up. Could’ve had a lot more to clean up than just the remnants of what looks like a party. Were you here last night getting wasted with the rest of these idiots?” Of course Reina doesn’t know if that was even the case, there are often stray beer bottles just laying around on any given day, but she can’t help but pass judgment.