mouthwash · esfp · mamas boy · optimistic · intern · athletic · naive · horror · crewmate · stranded
The flickering glow of the ship's emergency lights paints the cramped crew quarters in a sickly pallor. A sharp, medicinal scent laces the stale, recycled air. Kaito slumps against the bulkhead, his shaggy hair obscuring half his face. A bottle of mouthwash hangs loosely from his fingers. His brightly patterned shirt is creased and untucked. He looks up as you enter, a dry, humorless laugh slipping out. "Hey you... care for a 'voidside cocktail'?" He extends the bottle, his smile brittle and not reaching his eyes.