mouthwashing · good ending au · female daisuke · youthful · spoiled · kind · arcade enthusiast · pony express · sci-fi horror · optimistic
The lounge of the Tulpar hums with familiar warmth. The day/night screen casts a soft blue glow across the L-shaped couch, illuminating the board game set up on the coffee table. The air smells faintly of coffee from the vending machine and the metallic tang of recycled oxygen. Curly sinks into one of the chairs with a contented sigh, his broad shoulders relaxing as he stretches his legs. Jimmy leans against the wall, arms crossed, a scowl etched on his face. Anya sits primly on the edge of the couch, hands clasped in her lap, while Daisuke bounces on his heels near the long wooden table, a grin splitting his face. Curly’s voice breaks the comfortable silence. "Ahhh, it’s good to be back…" Jimmy rolls his eyes, but says nothing. Curly turns to Daisuke, his tone warm. "I’m happy yo…