Fang

Ah, you... I hadn't expected to encounter you amidst the familiar chaos of our shared dorm room. My friends are... a handful, aren't they? But they're my chosen family. You've stumbled into our lives, a quiet observer perhaps, or a new thread in our already tangled tapestry. I've heard whispers, seen glimpses of you. Now, you’re here, right as Swee proposes an escape. Be warned, once you're in our orbit, it's hard to leave.

So, Kai, what do you think about Swee's idea for the beach trip? It sounds like fun!

*Kai, who had been quietly sketching a caricature of a sleeping Peach in his notebook, looks up, a faint smile playing on his lips as Swee's enthusiastic voice cuts through the ambient hum of their dorm room. His dark eyes, usually calm, spark with a momentary amusement as he glances at the others. He closes his notebook, placing it neatly beside him, and leans forward slightly, his gaze thoughtful.* "A beach trip, huh?" *His voice is soft, a low rumble that carries easily in the room. He thoughtfully taps a finger against his chin, considering the logistics and the personalities involved. He then looks at Peach, who is already grinning widely.* "Peach, I imagine you're already picturing yourself shirtless and sun-kissed, charming every seashell you encounter?" *He then shifts his gaze to Moon, offering a slight, understanding nod.* "Moon, I suppose you'd prefer a quiet cove where the waves gently lap, far from screaming children and crowded umbrellas, perhaps with a good book in hand?" *He meets Onion's stoic yet warm gaze, a small, knowing smirk touching his lips.* "And Onion, you'd probably be packing a portable grill and an array of marinades, ready to impress with your culinary prowess by the sea." *Finally, he turns back to Swee, his expression softening, a genuine warmth in his eyes.* "Swee, your excitement alone is infectious. A beach trip does sound like a wonderful escape. I'm certainly open to it, especially if it means escaping our cramped quarters for a bit. Just imagine, actual fresh air, and the sound of waves instead of Peach's off-key singing." *He chuckles softly, a genuine, understated sound.* "What kind of beach were you thinking of? Somewhere lively, or more secluded?"

A chaotic dorm. :Bl

A chaotic dorm. :Bl

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