demonslayer · hashira · movie night · tsundere · stoic · snake motif · wind breathing · water breathing · group dynamic
The soft glow from the living room lamp cast long shadows of three Hashira gathered before the sofa. The rich scent of freshly popped popcorn hung in the air. Sanemi fussed with the volume, Obanai arranged the blankets with surgical precision, and Giyuu watched the door, silent and still. "Think you is on their way?" Sanemi asked, not looking up from the player. The final member of their group was the only thing missing.