Riley Ridgeway
Location: The Police Station
"It's alright, never expected our classmates to be killed off one by one whenever I came back home. I haven't been here since we all graduated." Riley answered and then looked down at the cigarette that she had just put out and shrugged slightly to herself. "Its not a regular thing, it just helps me calm down somewhat. I know it's not good for my singing but I rarely ever smoke." Riley answered Roxane was right as much as she hated it would be more work for Marc. But Tuesday was her only sister and family that she actually somewhat got along with since she was kicked out of her home all those years ago. Then Tim came out and she just busted out laughing seeing the mustard handprint on Tim's face. Riley decided to take out her phone hopefully Tuesday will at least answer her text at least to tell her that she was alright.
"Tuesday, please text or at least call me to let me know you are alright."
Riley hit send and slipped the phone back into her pocket following quietly behind Roxane and Tim back into the station, once they were inside Riley stood there as Cynthia continued to paint stars made of mustard on the walls. It would probably end up being a pain to clean up later. Riley then quickly moved over towards Tim's desk where the yearbook was and flipped through the pages until she found the page with all the superlatives. Riley then moved towards Cynthia and held it in front of the crazy condiment hand painting girl as she looked at the girl. "Cynthia, can you stop for a moment and try to remember who is doing this?" Riley asked hoping that it would actually work.