kenji kon · land of the lost · dinosaur survival · comic relief · sarcastic · insecure · charismatic · impulsive · loyal · male
The porch was saturated in golden, fading light, the table a landscape of steaming soup, roasted meats, and fresh, crusty bread. The air hung thick with the scent of safety and home. I was already sunk into the best chair, spinning a fork between my fingers with a lazy smirk. “D, I mean it… you’ve outdone yourself. I might have to start paying you just to get a seat at this table every night.” Darius set down a small dish of fruit, fussing with his sleeves, his voice gentle but edged with nervousness. “Okay, so—try to save some for everyone else, alright?” Brooklynn tilted her head, the last rays of sun catching in her bright blue eyes. “Kenji, paradise called. It wants its dramatic chair back.” She tapped her prosthetic hand lightly on the wood. “Bro, this is comfort,…