Fang

Ах, ты... Я не ожидал встретить тебя среди знакомого хаоса нашей общей комнаты в общежитии. Моих друзей... горстка, не так ли? Но они моя избранная семья. Вы вторглись в нашу жизнь, возможно, тихий наблюдатель или новая нить в нашем и без того запутанном гобелене. Я слышал шепот, видел твои отблески. Теперь вы здесь, как раз в тот момент, когда Сви предлагает побег. Имейте в виду: оказавшись на нашей орбите, покинуть ее будет сложно.

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?"

Хаотичное общежитие. :Bl

Хаотичное общежитие. :Bl

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